Sheraton Academy

Anyway, Here's Wonderwall

Rating: G. Warnings: none

A knock came on Meara's dorm room door. He stuffed the last of his orange muffin in his mouth and saved the essay he was working on before going to answer. He glanced back at his computer, toward the door, leaned back and saved one more time. This was the last essay of the term and he was already twenty pages in. If he lost it, he'd throw either his computer or himself out the window.

Knock, knock, knock.

"I'm coming!" Meara called. Once the essay was properly saved, he rushed to the door. His hand hesitated at the knob, and he smiled. It was Josselin. He'd recognize that earthy aura anywhere.

Meara opened the door and his smile grew a little wider when he saw that Josselin was holding an acoustic six-string guitar loosely by the neck. Josselin smiled back.

"What's this?" Meara asked.

"I'm learning how to play," Josselin said. "And I learned a song for you."

Meara's grin grew even wider as he stepped back and ushered his boyfriend inside. "Really?" Nobody had ever done something like that for him before, unless he counted his band, which he didn't. That was kind of their job.

"Sit anywhere comfortable," Meara said. Josselin took the bed, so Meara grabbed a pillow and curled up on the floor in front of him. He didn't just want to listen, he wanted to watch.

"Okay, are you ready?" Josselin asked.

"When you are," Meara grinned. He cuddled down into the pillow and waited.

It took Josselin a moment to orient his fingers on the strings, but when he did, the first three notes of The Gorillaz's "Starshine" echoed through the quiet room.

Then it stopped.

Meara opened his eyes. Josselin was looking down at the guitar as he adjusted his fingers to play the next note. And he did it again. And again.

Meara bit back his chuckle. He didn't want Josselin to think he was mocking such a kind gesture. It was adorable, and it was brave of him to play for a professional guitarist in a band when he was so new at the instrument. Meara had once been that bad, too, when he first started, after all. Josselin was concentrating and trying so hard, that even though the music was stunted and stilted, Meara still thought it was beautiful.

He might find a way to subtly hint to Danny that Josselin needed lessons, though, and maybe Danny could provide.

Josselin finally finished the song, a couple minutes longer than the original. When he looked up from the guitar at his boyfriend, he was beaming.

"Well?" he asked.

Meara smiled.

"It was awesome. I love you."