𝐄𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 🎸

𝐄.𝐌. 𝐍𝐨𝟖

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𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬

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Requested by: Curlygirl2195

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LEARNING A MUSICAL INSTRUMENT IS A PAIN IN THE ASS.

I mean, don't get me wrong, I love music with my whole heart, but it's so fucking hard.

I already knew how to play a couple of instruments. Some of them I even learnt how to myself.

So yeah, I was up to whatever.

Until Eddie had this magnificent idea of teaching me how to play the guitar.

"Alright, who's ready for guitar lessons?" He said excitedly, as I walked into his room.

"What?" I asked, giving him the glass of water he asked me to fetch.

"Guitar lessons." He repeated. "I've been thinking. And well, you know how protective I am of my guitar. She means the world to me. And I don't usually let people touch it, you know. So I was just... thinking-"

"That's never a good sign." I muttered, making him throw a pillow at me.

"I wanted to put my two great loves in life together. That brings you and Lucy and, drum roll please." He said, patting his hands on his knees. "Guitar lessons!" He made jazz hands, looking at me with a wide grin.

"Eddie I don't know. I-" He looked at me with the most dramatic puppy-eyes look he could muster. "But what if I screw up?"

"You won't sweetheart, I promise you. I'll help you." He said, standing up and caressing my arms. "Please?" He dragged out the word, flattering his eyelashes at me.

"Fine." I groaned.

"Yes!" He cheered, jumping a couple of times, before lifting me up in his arms and spinning me around.

I'm so gonna regret this.

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"Alright now, place your hand here." He instructed, gently taking my hand in his and placing my fingers on the right cords. "Now press down here." He took my other hand and put it on the guitar's neck. "You're doing great." He kissed my cheek.

I was currently sitting in-between his legs, as we were both sitting cross-legged on the bed.
He was right behind me, my back against his chest, as he had his arms around me, helping me with the guitar, and his head placed on my shoulder.

"I think I'm starting to get the hang of this." I said, grinning to myself.

"Just be careful not to drop her. Please."

"Don't worry baby. I'll take care of your future wife." I mocked.

"Thanks." He chuckled. "Alright, let's focus now. Strike your fingers here, and pass those fingers over the cords down here." He instructed, touching the fingers of my right hand he was referring to.

I did as he said, getting all the wrong notes.

"Yeah, probably not." I cringed, hearing the outcome.

"That was beautiful baby, are you kidding? You're getting better and better." He pressed a huge kiss on my cheek for encouragement.

"You listening to the same notes I am?" I asked in disbelief.

"Shut up. This was just fine for your first time." He said. "Practice makes perfect."

He tried to teach me some more and we stopped about an hour later. I was now able to strike the right notes and even make a tune, but outside of drums I'm super uncoordinated.

Kinda like Robin in her everyday life.

When he put the guitar aside, he turned me around, so now I had my legs around his torso and we were facing eachother.

"You never told me why you named your guitar Lucy, by the way." I said, running my fingers through his hair gently.

"It's my mother's name. I decided to name my first guitar after her, 'cause she bought it to me before she died." He responded.

"That's beautiful." I said, looking at him in the eyes.

"You're beautiful." He replied, smirking slyly.

"Such a tease." I muttered as we both chuckled, leaning into a kiss.

I'm definitely calling guitar lessons more often.

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A/N: Super nervous about this one.
I hope you liked it.
See ya!
-A