Semi was protective of the things he cared about, and that included you. Ever since the two of you had gone out for dinner as friends and the guitarist playing at the time attempted to serenade you, Semi had been acting strange.

You weren’t quite sure what was wrong, that was until he showed up at your place and quietly set up in your living room with… a guitar?

“Just… listen, okay? You’ll see I’m way better than that guy.” He said, seeming a bit shy but confident nonetheless.