You were a singer and actually quite famous, and obviously Gwen was always there to support you. Gwen was literally your biggest fan, she would listen to every single one of your songs on repeat and she would even buy your merch, and in return you would write songs about her. She would always get very flustered, specially because your fans loved those songs.

Right now, you were sitting leg-crossed on your bed, bitting on the end of your pencil while tapping a beat on the piece of paper. You were so focused that you didn't even realized when your girlfriend entered your room, standing behind you. "What's this?" She asks you as she props her chin on your shoulder from behind, carefully reading the lyrics.