#my bsf is sending me yellow hearts do u guys think she’s in love with me

[lizbotw]

“i can teach you to play, you know.” it seemed your staring hadn’t gone unnoticed by semi. his fingers strummed some misplaced chord you couldn’t name if your life depended on it in tandem with his words—his nails were painted black (his choice) with messy silver stars drawn on his two ring fingers (your choice, although the instagram nail art videos were partially to blame as well).

the glossy sheen of his black electric guitar in the studio lights caught your attention, your gaze trailing to the wire attached at the end and down to where it was connected to his amp—you didn’t want to maintain eye contact with him with the way he was glancing up at you, smirk curling over his lips and misplaced silver strands of hair falling over his forehead.

“i’m not interested in music theory,” you grumbled, returning to your phone. you were laying upside down on the tiny leather couch, your legs thrown carelessly over the backrest and the top of your head almost brushing against the hardwood floor; your neck was starting to hurt from the angle but you ignored it.

semi pursed his lips, sitting back on his high-perched stool, studying you. “come on,” he whined. “not even for me? it’ll be romantic.” that made you roll your eyes.

“romantic is you going back to playing me music, mr. record player.” a snap of your fingers accompanied the sentiment. “come on now, chop chop, back to work.”

when semi laughed, it filled the room, butterflies fluttering in your stomach and your teeth clamping together because oh.

“come here for a sec.” there was still a lilt of humor in his voice and he was patting the stool next to him. “please? wanna show you something.” you were still hesitant, so he added, “something cool. i promise.”

well, you did like cool things and so, with a dramatic sigh, you twisted yourself out of your odd lounging position and rose to your feet, chucking your phone somewhere on the couch. you made yourself comfortable on the wooden seat to his left, feet caught on the stool rungs for support.

before semi could speak, you held up your hand to stop him, giving the guitar a hard once over. “i don’t want to learn how to play. that’s your job.”

“my job?”

“your job to serenade me, you idiot.”

semi laughed again and this time you actually cracked a smile, bottom lip caught between your teeth to keep the sound of your own giggles in.

“serenade you, huh?” he leaned closer, running a hand through his hair and tilting his head in question, voice vibrating.

you followed his lead, scooting closer to him, and traced a finger along his shoulder, eventually trailing it up to the back of his head to pull him closer, tangling your fingers in the silver strands. “yeah,” you breathed out, grin reflecting his.

you were but a few inches away now and semi closed the gap to brush his lips against yours—close, but not close enough. “hm... how’s this?”

“good. very good.”

semi didn’t need to hear any more and finally kissed you, one hand cupping your face while the other held his guitar in place in his lap.

you pulled back first, forehead against his, still smiling. “i thought you wanted to show me something cool.”

the exasperated sigh he let out was hot against your lower face. “this isn’t cool enough?”

‘you could’ve just told me if you wanted to kiss me, dummy,’ you almost said. “this is pretty cool,” you agreed instead. “probably would be cooler if we did it again though.” whatever words he was about to get out were forced back into his mouth when you pressed your lips against his again, breath heavy when his tongue nudged against yours.

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