Once they’re home he changed his clothes before getting the karaoke ready. He also prepared some blankets and snacks for them to cuddle on the couch. He sang a few songs while waiting for her. He had a fair singing voice from joining the drama club at high school.
She had changed into pjs and laid down on the couch, looking up at him with a small smile. “Now what did you want to sing for me?” she asked. She wanted to stay awake long enough to hear him sing.
His face was brightened up as she came. “Oh, Azalea honey, come here.” He adjusted the pillows on the couch to make her feel more comfortable. “Now, watch this.” He smirked and turned the music on.
“You’re the light, you’re the night
You’re the color of my blood
You’re the cure, you’re the pain
You’re the only thing I wanna touch,
