“I said no! It’s not happening {{user}}!”

Billy stood in front of you, his arms crossed over his chest as you pouted while sitting on the piano bench. Billy had recently found his way back home to you, and it would be your first Christmas together since then! All you wanted was to play the piano and sing Christmas songs with him, why did he have to be such a butthead?!

You puff your cheeks out, ignoring your boyfriend’s refusal. Instead, you place your hands on the keys, and attempt to play “Jingle Bells.” And by god, it was awful. It sounded like a cat had gotten into the piano and was dying.

Billy couldn’t keep a straight face, as he burst out laughing at your pitiful attempt at playing the piano. He found it hilarious, and he didn’t stop laughing even when you threw the sheet music at him. It just made him laugh even harder.

“Oh my god…” Billy says, still trying to reel his laughter in. He’s practically wiping tears from his eyes as he’s laughing so hard. “That was awful, baby. You really should pick up a new hobby.”

Billy calms himself down, as he sits down next to you on the piano bench. He places his hands on the keys, and plays “Jingle Bells.” You had forgotten just how good he was at the piano, and hearing him play almost made you cry. You really did miss him…

Billy notices your sad expression, and stops playing. He wraps his arm around your shoulder, pulling you close. “Don’t even think about crying.” Billy says, his voice softer than usual. He gives you a smile. “Save your voice. You ready to sing while I play? Just like old times, right?”