They catch you singing

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Luther:

You were sitting in your bedroom by yourself, bored and unsure of what to do while you waited for Luther and the others to get back from one of their missions. You saw your acoustic guitar resting against the wall and without a second thought, you walked towards it and grabbed it, sitting back down on your comfy bed.


Cause we're young and we're reckless
We'll take this way too far
It'll leave you breathless
Or with a nasty scar
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
But I've got a blank space, baby
And I'll write your name


You continued playing until you reached the final lyrics and set your guitar down, pleased by how much you had improved on the guitar in such a short amount of time. Then you heard the sound of clapping and you looked over your shoulder, almost jumping to see Luther in the doorframe listening to you. "Luther! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" You said, putting a hand to your chest. "Sorry, just wanted to say you sound beautiful," he chuckled. "Thanks," you smiled back.


Diego:

The gym was mostly empty on a Monday and you and Diego had pretty much nothing to do, but you still had to stay in the building in case someone decided to stop by, so you pulled in your headphones and started listening to one of your playlists. You started to move your head as you listened to the songs, then one of your favorite songs came on and you couldn't help but sing along to it.


I've looked for love in every stranger
Took too much to ease the anger
All for you, yeah, all for you

I've been running through the jungle
I've been crying with the wolves
To get to you, to get to you, oh, to get to you


You kept singing for a while until you felt someone tap your shoulder. You took out an earbud and looked up to see it was Diego. "What?" you asked. "You have a lovely voice," he smiled before walking towards the back. You couldn't help but blush at his compliment as you continued to listen to your music.


Allison:

I believed in all your candy hearts, baby
You said our castle in the sky would never fall apart
Baby, I thought that you could never do wrong
You talk like you're straight out of a love song
I don't buy a word that you say

Cause your love is Cliché


You sang tearfully as you stared in the mirror, watching as the tears of betrayal fell down your face. "Are you okay, Y/n?" you heard someone asked. You nearly jumped out of your chair when you saw that Allison was in the trailer with you. "Not really, my boyfriend lied to me, he told me that he was going to work, but I got a wrong number text from him that said, 'Hey Cass, I'll be over in a few," You explained.


"Oh, I'm so sorry. But if it makes you feel better, you have a lovely singing voice," she said, gently rubbing a hand up and down your back. "Thanks, Alli,"


Klaus:

The Hargreeves had gone out on another one of their missions and you were all alone in the big house, besides Grace and Pogo who didn't bother you unless you needed them. An hour had past and you started to get bored and had no idea what to do with your time. Then, a small idea popped into your head.


"Alexa, play Cake By The Ocean by DNCE," You said. Alexa started playing the song and you started dancing around the house and singing along to the lyrics.


Talk to me, baby
I'm going blind from this sweet sweet craving, whoa-oh
Let's lose our minds and go fucking crazy
I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean


You were so addicted to that song that you couldn't stop listening to it on repeat and when you were going downstairs continuing to dance, you bumped into Klaus and turned off the music. "Oh, Klaus. I thought I was the only one here besides Grace and Pogo?" You said, slightly flustered. "Oh, we just got back. Beautiful voice, songbird!" he said as he went back upstairs to get high again.


Five:

I see red, red, oh red, oh
A gun to your head, head, to your head, oh
Executioner style, and there won't be no trial
Don't you know that you better off dead
All I see is red, red, oh red
Now all I see is red, red


You sang softly to yourself as you tidied up your bedroom. Five happened to be walking by your room while heading back to his room to continue working. But the moment he heard your voice, he stopped in his tracks and hid in the doorframe so he could listen to you some more. He was worried that you were going to catch him listening to you, so he stayed very still until the point his knees buckled. "Wow, they're a good singer," he said softly to himself as you continued cleaning without even noticing that he was there.



Ben:

I am tired of this place
I hope people change
I need time to replace
What I gave away
And my hopes
They are high
I must keep them small
Though I try to resist
I still want it all


"You have a beautiful voice, Y/n!" you heard Ben call out to you from the living room. "Ben, are you spying on me?" You asked while you were in the shower. "No, the walls are just paper-thin, I can hear everything!" he chuckled. You didn't believe him, but you just decided to let it go and continue singing in the shower.


Viktor:

You had recently gotten a keyboard for you and Viktor's shared apartment because you wanted to experiment with a new instrument. He was at rehearsal so that left you alone in the house, with that new keyboard. You had written down a few lyrics to a song a week prior and you thought it was now the time for you to experiment and try to turn it into a song.


You know some days you feel so good in your own skin
But it's okay if you wanna change the body that you came in
'Cause you look greatest when you feel like a damn queen
We're all just playing a game in a way, trying to win at life.


You had spent nearly an hour working on more lyrics before you finally put the pieces you wanted together and played it on the keyboard, not caring if the neighbors heard you. You heard the front door open, and you paused and looked over and saw Viktor was grinning from ear to ear. "I knew you were a good singer! You just never had the courage to tell me," he smiled.

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