You lay on Ryuuya's couch making trumpet noises while holding his trumpet beside your cheek. You had gotten engaged recently and you both agreed it would be best to move in with each other, you were both well known actors so you lived in a sort of uptight area but that never stopped you or any of your crazy antics, much to Ryuuya's irritation, you were just lucky he loved you.
"You know you put the trumpet on your mouth, right?" Ryuuya asks.
"It sounds better when I do it like this." You nod.
He laughs softly and pulls the trumpet from your hand and places it on your lips. "Want something to drink?" He patted your shoulder.
"Can't talk busy trumpeting...but tea..."
"I figured as much." Ryuuya laughed again and walks away. He comes back in a bit later and you sit up and take the tea.
"Thanks." You smile as he sits beside you.
"Did you give up on the trumpet?" He asked tapping said instrument.
"My lips have had more important things to do." You shrug.
"Like what?" He rose his eyebrows at you.
"I can think of a few things." You chuckle softly and lean up to kiss him.
"I can too..." He mumbles into your lips, holding your face in his hands after a moment of having your lips pressed against his he realized your attention was elsewhere. "What're you looking at?" He asks looking behind him. "...you can't be serious." He looks at you shocked.
"Ryuu~! I really wanna!" You hold his shirt in your fists.
"You seriously..." Ryuuya looked from the trumpet then to you then back to the trumpet. "I've never hated the instrument I play more than I do now." He picked it up and handed it to you. You giggle happily and press it to your lips. After a while of terrible playing Ryuuya plucks it from your hands.
"It may not seem late but let's not wake the neighbors."
"I don't even know how to play it though!" You whine. "Ryuuyaa~!" You beg.
"No." He raised an eyebrow.
"Pleasseeee~!" You fall onto him.
"You're a grown woman (y/n)!" Even he was starting to laugh.
"I thought you loved me~." You whine."
"I do!" He defended.
"For mee~." You beg.
"Okay, okay!" He sighed.
"Yay~!" You cheer. He stands in front of you.
"If our neighbors think we're any weirder after this it's your fault."
"Aw come on~ they already hate us!" You laugh.
"That's no reason!" Ryuuya slaps your shoulder playfully.
"Alright alright it's my fault!" You laugh.
"Okay so just hold it there." He presses it to your lips. You nod as he maneuvers your hands to hold the instrument properly. "I mean just...blow..?" He shrugged. So, you blew. Loud.
"Okay too loud, too loud!" He pulls it off your lips slightly.
You laugh loudly and nod, "sorry!" You couldn't stop laughing. "I'm okay I'm okay!" You swat at the air as you regain yourself. "I am a riot." You shake your head.
"You are so lucky I love you." Ryuuya shook his head.
"I know, I am aren't I?" You smirk at him. "Soft right?" You ask pressing the trumpet to your lips. Ryuuya nods and you blow softer yet loud enough to be heard.
"That's good." He nods.
"Fantastic." You smile cheekily.
"Just press your fingers down now."
You do as told but it still wasn't very good. "Ryuu, I think...your trumpet is broken." You chuckle pulling it away and shaking it aimlessly.
"Yeah," he laughed taking it away, "that's it."
"You play it!" You smile.
"Okay, okay." He sighs, you made him play for you all the time. He began playing and you watch him mesmerized. He was much better
than anyone you've ever heard and you loved it when he played. You smile brightly at him and he smiled back taking the trumpet away from his
lips. He took your face in his hands and pulled you toward him. You wrap your arms around his neck and close your eyes as you lips meet. He
moves closer to you on the couch rests on hand on your hip and one on your thigh, chuckling internally you blow into his lips.
"I am not, nor will I ever be a trumpet." He warned pulling gently on the ends of your (h/l) hair. You giggle softly and continue making trumpet noises.
"(y/n)." He said in a warning tone.
"Ryuu~." You laugh in between noises.
"Quit that." He pulled absently on your cheeks.
"No~." You chuckle happily.
"(y/n) you had better cut that out." He raises his eye brows.
"No~." You laugh. He cradles your jaw with one hand and kisses you sweetly. You let out a yelp of shock. He laughs into your lips and pulls away. He rests his forehead on your shoulder and continues to laugh.
"Ryuuya!" You slap his back.
His shoulders bounce and he hugs you. "Sorry, sorry!"
"Are you in a good mood or something?" You keep slapping the back of his shirt.
"That noise you made was really funny!" He picks his head up and cups your face in his hands and kisses you gently. "You know I love you, right?" He asks as he regains himself.
"I love you too." You grumble. He kisses your forhead you pull him down onto the couch. He chuckles and gives a soft husky whisper into your ear,
"I know another way we can upset the neighbors.."

28 or not he is my love. Like ohmygawush he's like...it's should be illegal to be so physically attractive. PSHT I AM SO WEIRD! Okay so again sometimes people spell his name Hyuga Ryuya or Hyuuga Ryuuya, it all sounds the same so I mean does it matter he comes up no matter how you spell it in Google (and for you Bing users he comes up there too) So yeah, 28 or not this man is my love he is so cute it hurts and I want ten of him RN xD (I spelled his name one way in the title and the other way in the chapter)

ALSO AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO TRIES TO SPELL SPELLED LIKE SPELT? UGH IT NEEDS TO STOP

I'll make your heart go, Doki, Doki ~Xreader