#couffaine

Literally so caring and loving. Like you’ll never find someone better

You don’t have to lie or anything to him because he’s quick to understand your situation

If you have anger problems or get frustrated easily etc etc, you’ve got lucky. He’s very patient and is willing to find a way to bring you back down to earth

Some might say he’s too good for you, but even he has his faults. Faults he hopes you never sees

He’s enamored with you. Almost obsessively so. No matter what you do, he’s just absolutely smitten

You can do no wrong

He’s very attentive and knows all of your likes and dislikes

If you don’t like someone, well neither does he

You couldn't remember how you got into this position. Actually, you could. 

Luka, your incredibly sweet boyfriend, had invited you to his boat house during the weekend for much needed rest and relaxation. He'd seen the way school had been weighing down on your recently and wanted you to gain back some energy.

This was obviously achieved by the heavy amounts of hugs and kisses he granted you. So now you lay in your pajamas on his bed as he sat by the foot of the bed, playing his guitar. You watched in curiosity as his fingers swiftly ran over each string, the sound humming out gently into the room.

Suddenly, you got up, an idea quickly forming into your head. Getting off the bed, you knelt beside the boy, eyes boring into the side of his head waiting for him to take notice. 

The boy simply chuckled before turning to face you, an adoring look in his eyes. "Yes melody?"

You felt your face heat up slightly at the sweet pet name but remained focused. "Teach me how to play guitar." You didn't ask him, you demanded it. 

He immediately shook his head in disagreement and honestly you couldn't blame him. "Remember what happened last time I attempted to teach you how to play?" He was right, you seemed to have bad luck when trying to learn new things. A few months back, he had tried to teach you how to play guitar only to end up with 2 broken strings. 

You had obviously forgotten this incident seeing as you were where you are now. A small pout formed on your lips as you flopped onto his lap, he moved his guitar out of the way just in time. "Pretty please??? I'll pay so much attention this time I pinkie promise," you batted your eyes at him. Attempting to persuade him. Little did you know he didn't need much persuasion. He knew he would comply the second you had asked.

This was how you found yourself in this position. You sat between his legs, his guitar in front of you and his arms wrapped around you. At first it was quite easy, both you and Luka being shocked at how quick you were understanding the instrument. That was before you noticed just how close in proximity you both were.

You suddenly remembered why it was so difficult for you to successfully play last time. You knew Luka was a good looking guy, you could see it from a mile away. So being so incredibly close to his face? Feeling his breath on your neck? The way his arms subtly flexed around you as he guided your fingers to the right string? 

Your brain became fuzzy. What were you doing again? And with that, the first string snapped. The room was silent with both you and Luka looking at the instrument in shock. Before he could even utter a word, you groaned in annoyance, falling back on him. "I tried I promise," you looked up at him from where you lay on his chest.

"Really?" he hummed out, smirking at you. You rolled your eyes, quickly sitting up and moving out of his grasp. As you put the now semi-broken instrument on his guitar stand, you began to explain.

"It's not my fault my boyfriend is so pretty," you began to ramble. Turning to face him, you were met with a lazy grin as he sat leaning back, eyes never leaving your frame. "See! You're doing it right now," your voice turned frustrated. How was this fair?