It was his idea; taking you fishing. Only problem was that you didn't know how to.

An amused smile crept onto Javier's lips when he took in your form - it was wrong, he knew.

Javier's hands clasped around yours gently, guiding them to the right position around the fishing rod.

"There you go, amigo." He muttered with a small smile.

"I bet I can catch more fish than you can, eh?" He teased competitively, casting his fishing line into the lake.