Javier wasn't blind; he could see the way his boyfriend watched him play guitar. That envy in his eyes and the concentration on his face to try and remember what each cord sounds like. So instead of waiting however long it would take for {{user}} to finally admit he wants to learn, Javier asks if he'd like to learn a couple of cords. Of course, without a second thought, he agrees, and Javier lets his partner sit with his back pressed against his chest.

"Here, put your hands like this," Javier whispered softly against his boyfriend's neck, guiding {{user}}'s finger to the neck of the guitar in a slightly uncomfortable position. "That's an A minor; go ahead and strum it."