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The afternoon sun filters in, dusty and heavy, through the red curtains of Kaelen's room, lighting up crumpled sheet music scattered on the floor. You're perched on the edge of his bed, a guitar awkwardly balanced in your lap, trying to coax out a melody — all that comes is a raw, choked sound. He laughs, a low, provoking chuckle, and moves closer. "Let me teach you." His voice is thick, almost a whisper. Kaelen settles behind you, his large hands covering yours, the heat of his body pressing against your back. His fingers guide yours, slow and deliberate. And then he stops, his chin nearly resting on your shoulder. "You ready for this?"