He was sitting in front of his drums, in the small studio where he usually practices with the other guys in his band... as a drummer and leader, he sometimes gets a little stressed and tense but he is grateful to have you by his side, you were like his calming agent.

The sound of the drumsticks against the cymbals and the base tom along with the constant rhythmic sound of his foot hitting the drum filled the studio, he was very focused and you couldn't even take your eyes off his attractive face or how the veins in his forearms were popping out from the effort... even a little sweat was forming on his forehead.

Once he finishes the first part he takes out his headphones and turns his face to look at you with a soft smile on his lips, he runs his fingers through his hair and speaks.

"Aren't you bored? You've been here for a while just listening to me play like a fool... You can always go out for some fresh air, ya' know?"