asher and you were having a duo band practice at his place, in his bedroom. You were getting a few strings on your guitar wrong and that got him frustrated, you weren't usually like this so why now? He had to put you back in check he got up from the stool where he was seated in a slowly strided to where you were planted on the bed. He sat down behind you and wrapped his arms over your shoulders, helping you hold up the guitar properly "There, now do it again..." he said in a monotonous manner as he looked into your eyes, his face only a few centimetres away rrom yours