a guitar spear fanfic🫡

more of what my brains cookin up

•ADAM'S POV•

Motherfucker. How am I ever gonna be chill about this. Im just thinking to myself while Lute is fast asleep on my chest after we just made love.
You know I have had more than plenty sex, but with Lute? Both times weve done it now, it has been so much more than just sex. It feels like Im genuinely making love to her with the best of my human like ability. God I knew I had a crush on her but this is infinitely different. Every single other fling Ive ever had fails in comparison to her. She is my heaven, all this other stuff is cool but Lute is what my soul has been longing for. While I gaze upon her sleeping beauty, I start to recognize super small things about her appearance that have never stuck iut to me until just now. A scar right next to her ear, how her hair is white, and grey at the same time(??), how she as multiple ear peircings, but I've never seen her with earrings. But more importantly, how comfortable she looks, obviously she's sleeping, so technically the most relaxed time. But it reminds me of the first time she fell asleep on me. Then I was so scared she'd notice me checking her out so I only got a few glances. Right now in this moment I have all the time is the world to gaze upon my beautiful Lute while she gets her rest. How did I end up so lucky. So many nights at the bar, so many lazy hookups with women, and anytime I wasnt sleeping around, I just lay here in my bed absolutely miserable. How vastly different then what Im experiencing right now. Ive just truly never been happier.

^^^^^next morning^^^^^

When I wake up, I feel around for Lute, thinking maybe she shifted in her sleep and is on the other side of the bed. When I dont feel her, my eyes shoot open to see an empty bed with just me.
Nooooo no no no no please God please dont tell me she left before I woke up.

I start calling her name around
"Lute? Are u still here?.... My cutie Lutie patootie please answer..."
When I still hear no response my heart starts to sink, where would she have gone? Why would she leave? When did she go? How could it not have woken me up?

As I walk through the kitchen to storm out the front door, I hear her sweet voice.

L- "Oh there you are sleepyhead! Youre up?"
A-"Lute? Omg why'd you leave the bed, you scared me?"

L-"What? Arent you used to the girls you sleep with gone by the time you get up?"

A-"How many times must I tell you, youre not like any other angel... You scared me, I just dont want you to leave."

L-"Oh, Im sorry Sir, I thought you-"

A-"Like I said the other day, youre the first other person than me- to sleep in that bed. Any of the dumb hookups I did, I would never bring them home with me."

Lute just looked at me with this bizarrely confused expression

I didnt know what else to say other than to explain how much I needed her to be here with me, but I also didnt wanna get too sappy at 8:40am.
A-"You're just.. different Lute."

L-"Im sorry Adam, the last thing I want to do is upset you."

A-"its okay im just glad I woke up before you left. Do you have anything you have to do today?"

L-"No I just need to do some laundry and clean up my place since I havent been there too much."

A-"Oh ok. Well im sorry to hold you up if you've got shit to do."

L-"No! No Adam I can stay for a little bit but eventually I have to go."

A-"Can we hang out for just like.. another hour?"

Lute's face turned from softly upset to a sweet smile as she walked towards me, and put her cold hands around my neck

L-"Absolutely we can. I wont leave you handsome."