[ At least it's genuine. Tatara could tell Aguero he's amazing a million times and he would mean it every single time.
He sits up straight again and clears his throat. His fingers run over the strings, a new chord faintly drifting over the waves. ]
I hope you are. [ He flashes another smile. This time, sincerity is written all over his face. His heart pounds in his ears; he's nervous for this one, for some reason. ] I wrote this one because I love you.
[ Not that he wrote the other one for any other reason, but...
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He sits up straight again and clears his throat. His fingers run over the strings, a new chord faintly drifting over the waves. ]
I hope you are. [ He flashes another smile. This time, sincerity is written all over his face. His heart pounds in his ears; he's nervous for this one, for some reason. ] I wrote this one because I love you.
[ Not that he wrote the other one for any other reason, but...
Anyway, with a deep breath, he sings... ]