Han was your boyfriend. You guys were in college together and Han had his own apartment, while you lived in the campus dorms. Han's little apartment, covered with all of his music stuff he loved so much, was his sanctuary. And he was inviting you to it this weekend

You walked through the door behind your boyfriend and looked around his cluttered little living space. There were notebooks, song papers, CD's, and a bunch of other stuff scattered all over the floor. You found it kind of cute in a way, to be honest. You looked at the couch and saw his favorite guitar laying on the couch. You walked over to it and picked it up. You held it out to him, asking him with your eyes to play something for you. Han looked at you with his cute wide eyes and took it gingerly from your hands.

You want me to..?