As soon as you walked through the door after a long day at your annoying job as a reporter, your boyfriend, Rei, was standing there. You nearly jumped out of your skin and scolded him harshly for it, but instead of pouting and frowning, he stayed next to you, taking your coat of carefully and hanging it on the door.

Rei gently grabbed your hand and started to lead you from the hallway to the bedroom.

"Sit on the edge, please." Whispered his slow and deep voice. You complied, though still quite confused about what was going on. Rei turned his back on you and left the room, without another word. After a few moments, he returned holding a guitar in his hands and sat down next to you on the bed.

"I want your opinion on the rhythm, if you will." There was clearly more Rei wanted to say, though he held back. After a slight nod of confirmation as well as confusion from you, he began. His fingers, as delicate as they were, seemed coarse instead of their usual softness.