~ Clouis Oneshots ~

Piano Lesson

Scenario: Louis is teaching Clem how to play the piano.

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"Louis, I'm shit at this." Clem said, getting agitated at the fact she couldn't do the simple tune Louis was trying to teach her.

"You're not, Clem. You just gotta keep practising." Louis said reassuringly.

"I do practise. When I can't sleep, I come here and I practise it over and over again. But does it get me anywhere? No!" Clementine ranted.

"You've been making good progress. I've noticed it. Now, please just... try it again. For me?" Louis asked, putting his hand over her one that was resting on the keys.

"Fine..." she sighed. She started playing the tune, getting it right until the very end.

"Almost! That was good, Clem." Louis said, leaning his chin on her shoulder.

"It was good, then I fucked it up at the end." Clem said.

"Here, let me show you again." Louis said, taking her hand in his as he guided her fingers over the correct keys.

"I can only do it right of you help me." Clem said.

"You'll get it eventually. I believe in you." Louis said.

"I'm going to try again." Clem said. She took a deep breath, and played the song again, messing up at the same part.

"Ugh! Why can't I do this?" Clem asked.

"You can. Trust me, try it one more time." Louis said, tucking a piece of hair from Clems face behind her ear.

Clementine was about to give up on this. She attempted the song again, only this time she did it perfectly.

"I told you that you could do it! That was very good." Louis said, kissing her cheek.

"Thank you for teaching me this. You must've got really annoyed when I kept messing up." Clem said.

"Not at all. It just meant I got to spend more time with you." Louis said.

She leaned back on his shoulder, turning her head to face him. He smiled, then pecked her on the lips.

"I think I'm done with piano for tonight. I'm going to head to bed. Goodnight." Clem said, standing up.

Louis, not feeling all that tired, stretched and positioned his hands on the keys. He played a song he'd been writing for Clementine, mumbling a few lyrics he had thought about.

"That's a really beautiful song." he heard Clem say from the doorway.

"Clem! I, uh... thought you were going to bed?" Louis said.

"I was. But then I heard you playing this song, and it sounded really nice." Clem explained, sitting next to him.

"It's actually a song I was writing for you. It doesn't have any words yet, though." Louis explained.

"Can I hear it again?" Clem asked, leaning her head on his shoulder.

"Of course." he replied, and played the song for her again. Once he had finished, he looked over at her. She had fallen asleep on his shoulder. He smiled and picked her up. He carried her to her room, and put her on her bed. He pulled blankets over her. He leaned down and kissed her forehead.

"Goodnight. I love you." he said, before leaving, shutting the door behind him.