#jabortion

"he's not going to distract you right? the last thing we need is our guitarist fumbling the chords cuz of her little boyfriend"

your friend, as well as the lead vocalist in your band, said clearly opposed at daisuke watching your rehearsal.

"no i promise he'll be good and quiet i promise!"

you gave him a look of warning to signify to him he needs to listen to you.

"yeah i swear ill be quiet! zip it lock it put it in my pocket!"

"okay whatever you say just... don't distract her! you guys ready?"

with that your drummer gave you the count, and you all started playing your instruments. daisuke couldn't take his eyes off of you. the way your fingers moved from chord to chord, the way your face was so concentrated in getting every chord perfect. he tuned out every sound in the room, except for the sounds of the guitar you were playing. he was entranced by you. the beautiful yet intense melody of your guitar made him feel like he was ascending into heaven. now he understood why you're so good with your hands.

after about an hour, your rehearsal was over.

"baby that was so cool! you're so badass i don't know how you do it! you just moved your fingers and it was all like dundundun-"

your laughter was enough to cut him off.

"i'm guessing you liked it baby?"

"i freaking loved it! it was awesome"

"yuck get out of my garage lovebirds"

the singer basically pushed you guys out, she did not want to see a cute couple on her weekend.

"when we get home daisuke, do you wanna be the one i play with instead?"

he nodded his head vigorously and you two ran to your car.

"guys i got us a real gig!"

the singer held out a small flyer, with your bands name on it!

"holy freaking shit no way! if this goes well, daisuke won't be the only one wearing our shirts!"

you and the other three started jumping in excitement, and daisuke, wearing your bands merch under his floral button up, jumped along with you guys, he was just happy to be there.

you guys spent the whole week practicing your songs to perfection, daisuke watching every single rehearsal to watch you and your skilled hands, and every single night after he got to feel how skilled they actually are.

the night came for you and your band to perform your song, although the venue was pretty much empty, you four were still ecstatic to finally have some sort of traction to your band.

"now welcome our next set... (your band name)...!"

the organizer of the gig announced your band with little enthusiasm, but daisuke was the opposite.

"YAY THATS MY GIRLFRIEND!"

"oh brother..."

the singer looked at you with slight annoyance and you just gave her the "i'm sorry" look.

after your set, daisuke was the loudest (as well as basically) the only one cheering for you.

"BABE YOU DID SO GOOD YOU WERE ALL LIKE DUNDUNDUN AND IT WAS SO-"

you kissed him, your lips tasting of cherry lip balm.

"i was staring at you the whole time i played baby, let's get a drink"

you two went to the bar that was in the venue. you got a shot of jack daniels, and he copied your drink, although he couldn't help the face he made because of the strong drink. after a few drinks on your end, you started slurring your words.

"babyy i wanna be with youu"

"but i'm right here!"

"i mean i wanna be on top of youuu"

"oh...OH"

he helped you up off of your seat and let your hold onto him as you stumbled on each step. you peppered kisses all over him, at least where you could reach, the crook of his neck, his cheek, his neck, his ear, etc. the contact made him get goosebumps and have to hold back whimpers as you were still in public. when you reached the car, you couldn't hold yourself back anymore.

"daisuke come to the backseat with me"