*Request*

Imagine Jon trying out some new songs for you. He nervously stood up in front of the mic and threw is guitar strap around himself.

"Don't laugh if they're no good," he said with a nervous smile.

You rolled your eyes with a smirk, "Jon, come on, they're going to be great, I already know that."

He began to play the first few songs and you were already nodding your head along and beaming at him. After a little while he set the guitar down and plopped down on the couch next to you. You set your legs on his lap and turned your head and smiled at him as he anxiously awaited your opinion on the songs.

"So," he said as he watched his hand run down your leg, "what did you think?"

"They're amazing Jon, really," you said and then watched him light up.

"You think it'll do well? The album?"

"I know it'll do well."

He sat up a bit and crawled over to you, laying you down and resting his hands on either side of you, propping himself up over you. He leaned his forehead on yours as a smile tugged at both of your lips.

"You know, I really couldn't do any of this without you," he said softly.

You smirked up at him as you met his eyes, "I know."

He let out a laugh, "Don't get too cocky," he teased.

"Too late," you giggle as you pulled him down so his lips could meet yours.