just a little seb drabble but like imagine being his muse. (some minor talk about sex but like s nothing happens so)
like imagine you wake up to him lightly playing piano in the next room, tiredly mumbling to himself as he thinks of lyrics
he fingers running along the keys as he plays a melody that perfectly incapsulates you or your relationship
his mind on you and trying to put YOU into poetry
hes definitely thought of doing ungodly things with you on his piano
his hand resting on your thigh as he plays a delicate tune with his other
you would be the first person he would show his new music to
him looking for you in the audience after every song, heart eyes definite
god only knows that he's good with his hands.
if hes THAT good with piano man...
imagine coming home from work and hes sitting at the piano, hair messy, his shirt unbuttoned slightly at the top and the sleeves are rolled up, and hes at it at the piano. dude.
he would hum to you as he runs his fingers through your hair to help you sleep
or youll find him the the kitchen, playing jazz music, humming softly to himself as he cooks
imagine him finding you after one of his shows and hugging your waist tightly with one hand, the other on the back of your head to keep you as close as possible
he would definitely would smell you
not in a weird way but like he just loves the smell of you
he would play music and dance with you around his apartment, his hand splayed on your back in a protective manner
LORD HELP ME I NEED MORE RYAN GOSLING CONTENT. ESPECIALLY SEB.
