⚡ Zenubasa POV
"As long as no slutty bitches touch my Bun Bun, I'm fine with whatever!" My adorable husband tells my band mates. I kiss his forehead, "Baby boy, I should be the one to say that. You do seem to catch everyone's heart." He blushes at my response.
"Did you know that he can sing?" The drummer, Huiko tells me as she pointing at Kuroja. I look at him with shock, "You can sing my treasure?" I ask him, knowing the answer already. "I do just a bit..." He says as he quickly hides his face. "My adorable husband doesn't like being the center of attention."
"I have a video!" Suzaki, Rokaji's sister exclaimed I sit up to watch the video. Out of the corner of my eye I see, my honeybee squirming a bit, as I watch in complete amazement I turn to him and ask, "When did you learn how to sing?" He looks up at me and sees the amazed expression on my face and says, "since I was about 6 years old."
Wait, he's singing like this, and much longer than I have..? I'm completely shocked, "That's longer than how long I've been singing..." I blurted out. "Yeah, I stopped once I started to paint, painting is really fun and relaxing for me." He explains. I look down to see him during is performance and a question pops in my head.
"When did this happen?" I ask and Suzaki replies, "Oh that was yesterday at the studio with Rakoji and I." I looked at him again, "It's been about 10 years since the last time I sang anything, so I was surprised that I still sounded good." He says to me as holds me close, having a tight grip on my arm. 10 years ago!?
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