lord-tulio:

lord-miguel:

lord-tulio:

lord-miguel:

-smiles back at and hums- Of course it’s something happy, I am happy after all at this moment..here with you. -strums away playing a soft and sweet tune, closing his eyes to the music letting it fill his ears pouring out all of the feelings that held within himself for the partner that was sitting beside him, and always would be.-

-With a simple smile, he’d listen to the man play his song, it wasn’t anything in particular, just a tune of some sort, improvising and moving fingers a long the strings, something he was incredibly talented at. Of course, Tulio was happy rather or not it was something he knew. He barely knew much of any popular music anyway. So, the mandolin was the most beautiful instrument he has come to know. While those small hands fill the talent and tell the strings what to do and the chords how to flow. It was incredible. He’d watch as Miguel paused a moment and took the time to lean in-

You know, amigo, you should teach me how to play, I know you’ve attempted to do so in the past, but I was too side tracked to learn otherwise. -He’d laugh a bit, letting that hand that was around him tap at his side- Although, I’d never be as good as you. 

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-His fingers continued to caress the edges of the strings as his hands created beautiful melodies. Everything he was feeling he poured into his playing, when suddenly he felt Tulio’s laugh at the back of his neck and a finger that tapped on his side as the warmth that was around his waist heated up as his partner spoke. Miguel continued to play as he listened to the words that poured out of his love’s tender lips. smiling he began to speak softly as his strumming slowed and softened.- I would love to teach you how to play, I would love that more than anything. And don’t give me that, you have pretty talented hands yourself and you can do anything you set your mind to, as long as you don’t give up on it like before. -he would hum before setting his beloved mandolin down gently to turn around and face his partner.- You can do anything your heart desires -reaches up to touch his cheek- And who knows you may even be better than I. 

I couldn’t ever be as  good at you at this, Miguel. You play constantly, you sit there playing this mandolin as if it were a diary of some sort. The only thing I can really do is.. -He’d take out the dice from within his pocket and rolled it within his palm- … You’re far too wonderful. Playing the mandolin was really only your doing, rather I put my mind to it or not. For pete’s sake, Miguel, I couldn’t, and still can’t,  write. -He’d look to the ground then, and continued to lean against his partner with a smile rested on his lips- Ever since way back when, you have been … so talented and brave, I hardly think I am .. capable to.. -His words faded off, how could he finish? There was no need, he was only making his shoulders sulk- 

Well, It doesn’t matter -He’d look up, raising his chin and kind of just wanting to prove to Miguel that he could be talented, at something wonderful like he was- 

You are talented though, Tulio and you don’t even realize it. Who is the one that always get us out of our predicaments? Who is the one that always comes up with the Plan? Not me that’s for sure, I mean if it were up to me and we were trapped somewhere and there were guards around the only thing I would be able to do would be to play a song and hope they fall asleep. SEE? I can’t think of a plan for the life of me -throws hands into the air-. You are so quick too, in everything you do, where I am usually slow, even in thinking -he would mumble- and I’m gullible. The only thing I can do is play this silly instrument and make people smile, I really am not good for anything else. So don’t give me that…that you’re not talented..because well you’re talented and important to me. -Miguel would turn away from his partner slightly trying to prove his point and feeling his shoulders slump. He wanted his partner to see how talented he really was. breathing out he waited for Tul’s response.-