for @myl0hv3 on my post asking for writing prompts
Jecka eventually falls back asleep just to wake up to a soft melody she canāt recognize. She stretches and realizes Nicole isnāt there but after a quick glance over the small room she sees that Nicole is sat in a corner, guitar in hand.
The girl is completely lost in whatever sheās playing and Jecka tries her best to stay quiet so Nicole can continue. She always gets mean whenever Jecka asks about her guitars so sheās never gotten the chance to hear her play.
The most sheās ever gotten was a āYeah Iām alright.ā But Nicole is amazing. Maybe Jecka just canāt tell the different between mediocre and professional but sheās mesmerized.
The calm atmosphere dissipates after the short moment. Jecka doesnāt even realize Nicole has stopped playing.
āJecka what the fuck!ā Nicole jumps when she realizes she has an audience. Jecka usually sleeps like sheās dead.
āWhat? You never play for me, just keep going.ā
āNo way.ā Sheās putting her guitar back on the rack before Jecka interrupts.
āCome on, I wonāt even look.ā Jecka out of the covers then and turns her back to Nicole, giving her a thumbs up behind her back.
āDude, be serious.ā Nicole huffs out. Itās a dumb plan, she hasnāt played for anyone in years and she doesnāt plan to.
āIm dead serious! Go on.ā Nicole waits for a beat but Jecka just sits waiting.
The soft strumming starts up again and Nicole plays a soft song that Jecka canāt recognize but itās nice. Sheāll have to ask Nicole what the song is later.
She wishes she could see the girl play. See her chipped nails work carefully on the strings and the way her brow probably furrows to focus on the notes. Or maybe she closes her eyes while she plays, letting her body give in to muscle memory.
This was the best idea Jecka couldāve come up with. Thereās no way Nicole be able to handle Jecka look at her playing. Itās so awkward. This way she can focus on the song and not the way Jeckaās knotted hair falls messily down her back. Jecka sleeps like sheās having the worst nightmare but she always wakes up looking perfect to Nicole.
She wishes she could run her hands through it. She wishes she could play for Jecka without getting nervous. Her hands shake as she tries to remember the next part of the song. Why did she even pick this one?
She loses herself in admiring Jecka and cringes when a finger slips, causing the note to go flat. Jecka instinctively turns around at the sour note, seeing Nicoleās red face.
The sun is beginning to filter in through the sheer curtains and it allows the dark brown of Nicoleās hair to shine.
She looks so beautiful, Jecka canāt help but move over to Nicole on the floor, being sure to drag the blanket with her.
āWill you shut up now? Iām not playing another song.ā Nicole wonāt look at her. She canāt. She pretends to tune the pegs of the guitar when Jecka is suddenly moving it out of her hands.
She wants to move when she feels Jeckaās breath on her face. She looks up to see her far too close. She can see her long lashes, the lipgloss left on from the night before.
Nicole canāt help but lean in when Jecka places a hand on her cheek.
i will absolutely be making this a series on ao3. i had so much fun with it
