“I have been playing the piano for my entire life – since I was three or four. And the guitar I used to play classical guitar from when I was about five to 12 years of age. Then I didn’t play guitar for like years. About four or five years ago, I got out the guitar again and just started playing blues and stuff. I am not very good at the guitar, but I am all right. I am in a band in London as well.”
James: Photography; just imagine him getting technical to the point where his geek shows with the shutter speed and aperture and ISO and all that crap. Imagine him getting frustrated because he had the perfect shot and hurried to take the picture and hit the camera with his glasses (resulting in an unhinged temple and scratched display).
Sirius: Creative Writing; what if he was put in the class as a mistake but gave it a go and fell in love with reading short stories. Imagine him staying up trying to compose something and getting frustrated because it ‘just doesn’t sound right.’ Imagine his pride at recieving an A in the class.
Remus: Guitar; again, imagine him being uncertain about the class at first but then becoming really determined to learn all the chords and plucking techniques. Imagine him playing the Beatles and Pink Floyd in his free time but never letting anyone else listen because he’d feel like it would be too personal.
Peter: Religion; imagine me forcing him into it because he needs Jesus.
Isak and Even decided to hang out at Even’s place this time due to the fact that Even’s parent are out of town for the whole weekend. As Isak arrives he was greeted with a sweet peck and a warm hug following Even to his room.
“I’ll be right back.” Even smiled as he make his way to the kitchen to check on whatever he’s cooking.
“OK” Isak nodded with a smile.
Isak waited and looks around analysing Even’s room.He notice that Even has more drawings on his closet door since the last time they hang out in his room. Noticing the guitar again he strums the guitar just like the first time he was there. He hears Even’s foots steps get closer and as he get closer he can smell a familiar smell. It’s Kardemomme!
“I made grilled cheese for us with extra Kardemomme!”
Isak light up and gave Even a soft peck. They sat down on the floor and enjoy their grilled cheese.
“So what kind of music do you play with your guitar?”
Isak asked. “Oh well anything really but I haven’t played in a while… Do you play?” Isak raise his eyebrows as he takes a bite of the grilled cheese.
“Well… I only know one song to play”
“Yeah? What song is that?”
“Um… Uh…I’m yours by Jason Mraz. That’s the only song that Jonas thought me how to play… So… Yeah.”
“ Can you play it now?”
“Yeah, now.” Even smiled. He walks his way toward his guitar to hand it to Isak.
Isak’s cheeks were bright red. Even cheered him on with a smiled and irresistible eyebrow raising thing that he always does.
Isak finally starts playing the guitar and singing I’m yours .He actually knows the lyrics this time and is actually trying to sing. Little did he know that Isak can actually sing and is amazing at it. He was swooned by his “mannen i mitt liv’ that right after Isak finished the song he just have to give him a kiss and caress his face tenderly.
“I can’t believe that my boyfriend is not only fucking hot but also so fucking talented!”
“Yeah right.” Isak smiled rolling his eyes
“What? you don’t believe me? You are actually so great! Like seriously!”
Even came in closer to Isak
“You’re amazing” Even whispered into Isak’s ear giving him another soft gentle kiss.