For @TrueBlueAussies
Today you were having a lazy day while Ashton was practicing and writing, but you got bored. So you decided to do something, you cleaned for a while, then you took a shower, you did crafts, but you were still not satisfied. You decided to cook lunch and take it to the studio room in your shared apartment. You knock on the door, but Ashton can't hear you and you know it, so you just let yourself in. "Oh hey babe." Ashton smiles. "I brought you lunch." "Aw thanks love." He says picking up the sandwich off the plate. You start staring at Ashton's drum kit because it's just so pretty. You've always wanted to learn how to play the drums and you tried once or twice, but due to your lack of hand-eye coordination that didn't go well. Let's just say things were broken. "Babe? Baaaabe are you listening?" Ashton snaps his fingers in front of your face. "What? Oh yeah sorry. What were you saying?" You stutter. "What has you so distracted?" "Just how pretty your drums are." you reply honestly. "They are aren't they? They're still not as pretty as you." "There was way too much cheese on that pizza mister." You laugh. "I was trying to be cute." he pouts. "You're always cute Ashton Irwin." You say squishing his cheeks. He shoots you an unamused look and then pulls away taking another bite of his sandwich. "Can you play?" "Play what?" "Play the drums?" He clarifies. "Oh, no." "Would you like to learn?" "Things would probably be broken." you laugh. "I'll help you. Come one it'll be fun please." he begs. "Alright, but don't say I didn't warn you." You agree following him to the drum kit. He sits down on the stool and motions for you to sit between his legs. He hands you his drumsticks as you sit down. He puts his arms around you and shows you which drums to hit. "Now hit the symbol.... Good job babe you did great." He says. "You're a natural." he whispers into your ear sending chills down your spine. "Thanks Ash." "Wanna play another?" He asks. "Mmhm." you nod knowing if you tried to speak you would choke on your words. "What do you want to learn babe?" He whispers again. "Uh um uh T-tomorrow never dies." you stutter. He starts laughing hysterically for a reason unknown to you. "Why are you laughing?" "You just got so flustered, you're blushing like mad Sammy." This makes your cheeks even redder. "Shut up and teach me to play drums, Irwin." You order. By the end of the day you had cured your boredom and had learned to play "Tomorrow Never Dies" on drums.
I hope you liked it! It's kind of short, sorry, but I hope it's what you wanted.
