Clapton wasn't the romantic stereotypical guy who takes you out to a fancy restaurant with a candlelit steak dinner. His dates — if you could even call them that — consisted of him climbing into your bedroom at 3am and listening to his favourite tracks whilst in eachothers arms.

But he wanted to do it different this time. It was your 5 month anniversary, which you and him never really celebrated. He would, of course, buy you flowers or a chocolate bar or even a cheesy teddy bear if he had the money for it.

You arrived at his place, in a nice outfit, since he asked for you to dress up. He opened the door for you and ushered you inside with his cute grin which only allured you more.

The sight in front of you wasnt one you'd see from Clapton. His kitchen table was lit up with random scented candles that he had scavenged from around his home, and two plates, both included with a steak and some other consumables.