Y/N hid behind a pile of trash bags as they observed the scene. Whitty took a deep breath and began to sing, his voice going with the beat. He sounded much like a guitar, voice deep and near metallic. Keith began to sing with his 'beep boops' and 'be bops' as his girlfriend held up the radio and nodded her head to the beat.
Whitty was sweating and trying his hardest not to break down under pressure. His crush was watching him battle, and he was losing. He was losing. He couldn't lose. Not yet, not now. Whitty sang as much as he could, with as much skill he could put into it. Yet that wasn't enough. Keith managed to beat Whitty.
Whitty's eyes became as wide as ever. He gritted his teeth so hard they would've broke. He smashed the base of the mic in his hand, which created a loud screech from the microphone. He threw the microphone against the ground, knelt down and held his torso. He jolted upward and screeched violently. Keith backed up a bit but kept his confidence as Girlfriend and Y/N trembled in fear. He began to scream insults and curse at Keith. Keith simply stood and said "ba bo be bop."
Whitty began to sing faster than anyone had ever heard. Keith began having trouble keeping up with the notes and had missed twice. Whitty sang even faster as the rhythm got faster. Keith managed to make up a technique and began beating Whitty. When Whitty lost he slumped over against the wall, afraid to even look up at anybody. Y/N went over and softly touched his shoulder, he flinched but grasped their hand softly.
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Whitty x Reader
FanfictionWhitty and Y/N have been best friends since they were both kids. But now, Whitty's gotten feelings for Y/N, and others are getting in the way, will Whitty make it to Y/N's heart first? Whitty and Friday Night Funkin' does NOT belong to me.
