Frank Sinatra x Reader One Shots

The Song is You

Author's Note: I've imagined this scenario several times already.

Frank parks the car and walks around to open your door.

You step out. You can smell the beach.

Frank immediately grabs your hand and pulls you into the trees.

"Frank, what? Where are we going?"

"Shh, you'll see."

He guides you along a small dirt path. Soon you emerge to an open area on a cliff overlooking the ocean. There are bushes and trees surrounding you, except for the open ocean. There's a bench off to the side.

You walk to the edge of the cliff, smelling the ocean breeze.

Frank stands beside you. "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"Yes," you reply, smiling.

Frank slips his hand into yours.

You look at him. He smiles at you and starts singing. "I hear music when I look at you. A beautiful theme of every dream I ever knew."

Frank guides you over to the bench. You can't help but smile at him.

Frank sits down on the bench next to you, still holding your hand. He grabs your other hand and looks into your eyes. "I hear music when I touch your hand. A beautiful melody from some enchanted land."

You're captivated by his voice. You lean in closer.

"Must it be forever inside of me? Why can't I let it go? Why can't I let you know?"

Frank leans to touch his nose to yours. "Why can't I let you know the song my heart would siiiiiing?"

You close your eyes and internally scream. His voice is so beautiful.

"That beautiful rhapsody of love and youth and spring. The music is sweet. The words are true. The song is youuu."

You lay your head on Frank's shoulder as he starts to repeat, "Why can't I let you know the song my heart would siiiiiing?"

You close your eyes, listening to his voice vibrate in your ears.

As Frank finishes the song, he puts a hand under your chin and looks you in the eye.

All you can do is stare with your mouth half open.

Frank smiles. "You liked it, then?"

You nod, your mouth still open.

Frank smirks and leans in to kiss you, and you let him.