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Luka loved watching Adrien play the piano. Not the classical pieces his father insisted on him playing, but the pieces from the heart. Pieces that Adrien loved, that spoke to his soul.
He watched Adrien's fingers dance across the piano keys, its music bringing his song to the surface. His eyes were closed as he played, his fingers moving with practised ease. All those hours his father had forced him to learn were paying off.
Luka didn't think Gabriel had ever intended for Adrien to use his skills like this though. No, Gabriel Agreste wanted his son to a perfect little show pony for him.
Gabriel Agreste had no idea of what he was doing. Forcing a beautiful soul like Adrien to play music like a show pony was practically criminal. It was like forcing Michelangelo or Leonardo da Vinci to paint bland walls. A complete waste of talent and skill, when Adrien was so much more than that. His heartsong, his very soul was so much better than that.
It was missing something though. Something that worked in sequence with his tune. Luka began playing his guitar and soon the air was filled with the sound of the perfect tune, the melodies blending together to create something better.
Just like them.