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DISTRACTIONS ⋅ SOUSUKE YAMAZAKI

Sousuke is by no means a bad teacher. Sometimes he just gets distracted—or both of you do.

—⋅ pairing: Sousuke Yamazaki x reader

—⋅ genre: fluff

—⋅ warnings: very suggestive (but this isn’t smut lmao), dirty talk, slight praise kink

—⋅ other tags: birthday series, established relationship

—⋅ wc: 900+

—⋅ a/n: I took inspo from that one art of Sousuke playing the guitar. It was a bass guitar and he teaches you acoustic in this one but Idk how to play bass so… enjoy! x

Your hands covered your boyfriend’s eyes as you guided him towards his room. You’re incredibly pumped to give him his present that you had put so much thought into for the past few months.

Removing your hands, you reveal to him his present covered in blue wrapping paper with white polka dots lying on his bed.

He raises his eyebrows and breathes through his nose, obviously laughing at your lousy attempt to call that a present just ‘cause you wrapped it and plastered a ribbon on it.

“Gee—I wonder what it could be.”

“Come on, open it!”

He doesn’t even have to guess what it is. You had basically covered it in gift wrap—retaining the shape of the object—sealed it with a few bits of tape, added a ribbon as a last thought, and called it a day. You didn’t think to put much effort in the wrapping part but you pride yourself for at least taking the liberty to do it yourself.

He flashes you a smile and you nod your head at his way to give him a little nudging. He holds the gift up and tears a huge chunk of the wrapper off, revealing its content to be a sunburst acoustic guitar with a glossy finish.

“Happy birthday!”

He removes all the excess paper and pauses for a bit before holding the instrument up by its neck. His expression has no tell whatsoever of what he might be thinking but you know he’s studying it—turning it around and then sideways before looking through the sound hole, checking the label.

“You said your old one broke so I thought—”

He looks back at you, exhibiting the faintest smile ever. He leans down to your level, angling his face to kiss you properly. Even while he’s crouching, Sousuke’s figure still towers over yours.

“I love it, baby. Thank you.”

He sits on the edge of the bed, you taking the space to his left. He fiddles with the tuning pegs while strumming each individual string. You watch him tone the instrument by ear and it makes you wonder just how good he is with a guitar since you’ve never actually seen him play.

He takes notice that you had been eyeing what he’s doing.

“Here baby, I’ll teach you.”

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