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Karaoke Night (Swiss/Jutty)

bsf/n = Best Friend's Name 

"Y/N HURRY UP!" Your bsf/n called from the front door. You two were going out to the club tonight and you're meeting a few other friends there. It was bsf/n's birthday. Their partner moved in with you a few weeks ago and their love has made you slightly jealous. Their partner was NOT your type, but the constant words of affirmation, the touching, and yes..the walls were things so the sex, all made you want someone too.

You get an uber to the club, it's 10pm. It was also karaoke night. The club was pretty empty because there was a band performing tonight over at the arena across the street, but bsf/n's partner invited a lot of people. Drinks were flowing, and by midnight the club was pumping, "Alright alright party people! Who's singin first?" The D.J. Announced. Your friends all turned to you, "Later guys give me a few more shots!" You scream over the music. You guys get a good spot close to the stage. They whine, but start to scream when the first song was sung by a six foot, really attractive man. He had a mustache and beard that was trimmed, his hair was short and peppered with some gray. He clearly had to sing as a dare. A group of people beside you started yelling, "You betta work Jutty!" She was short with big blonde hair, "A BETS A BET BUDDY!" The clearly drunk red haired man yelled. A bald man who had several piercings was holding his friend up. You laugh at the disheveled crowd.

Jutty, the man on stage or at least what his friends call him, started to smile and blush at his friends' antics. He leaned over the DJ stand and whispered the song he was going to sing. The DJ laughed, "Alright alright guys, we got a banger on the list so let's get WILD" Some air horns played and the opening to Party in the USA by Miley Cyrus started. Everyone screamed and went wild. You make eye contact with the man and he winks at you, clearly looking you up and down. He was wearing a flower print Hawaiian shirt unbuttoned all the way down to his stomach, his chest and stomach was toned to say the least, and his jeans were pretty tight.

He started singing into the hot pink mic, and it was perfect. He jumped and hopped around the stage doing an amazing Miley Cyrus impression. The whole crowd screamed it with him, and during the slow part of the song, he got on his knees in front of you, held your hand then kissed it and got back to prancing around the stage. Once the song was over, he got down from the stage and made his way over to his group which was beside you, "Good job lover boy" The redhead slurred. A very tall guy patted him on his head and the girls he was with were laughing their asses off. Jutty looked at you dancing to the next song. His eyes roamed your body, every inch, "Go get her man!" The bald one encouraged, Jutty nodded and walked straight towards you.

Someone was singing W.A.P. so you were shaking ass, dropping it, basically hoeing it out like the bad bitch you are. bsf/n tapped you on the shoulder, you turned around to a smirking Jutty, "Hi, I'm Jutty" He said loudly, the speakers being beside you forced him to. You took a step closer to him, your faces only being inches apart, "I'm Y/n" You shout back. The song switches off from karaoke to just regular music, "We're gonna bring the house down a little bit, it is now midnight, check in with your friends make sure everyone is chill" No Me Queda Mas by Selena starts playing, drunk girls start crying and guys are chatting over a beer, "Can I have this dance?" He offers his hand dramatically. Both groups of friends start cheering around you. You don't know if it was the alcohol, adrenaline, or celebration but you accepted. His hands wrapped around your waist, you placed yours around his neck. You both swayed to the music, "So, where are you from?" You ask him

"California. You?"

"Here. What are you doing here?"

"I'm with a band."

"Oh the band at the arena tonight?"

"Yeah, yeah that one. Do you know the band's name"

"It's something like Phantoms? Spiders?"

He laughs, "It's called Ghost'

"Ohhhh sorry"

"Nah, it's cool, you should check us out sometime. How about you come hang out with us backstage? You can stay at my place, I'll take you out somewhere nice for lunch, maybe you can show me some places around town?" You look up at him with a smirk, should you accept? You just met this guy, he was definitely older than you, but like...he's hot, "I would love that." The music stops playing, but you stay holding each other, talking, until a very drunk bsf/n falls into you. You let go of Jutty and catch her, "What are you doing?" They ask slurring their words, "Meeting this guy. What do you need?" they stood up and wrapped an arm around your shoulder, "Alright guys who's singing first?" The DJ announced "SINGGGGGGGGGG" All of your friends started chanting your name. The DJ looked at you and waved you up on stage. You roll your eyes, turn to Jutty and say, "I'll be back" and blow him a kiss. He catches it and holds it to his chest. You make your way up to the stage and turn around, literally the only people in the club are your friends and Jutty's. The club closes in an hour.

You pick up the mic, "Can I sing a slower song?" They cheer like crazy, "Alright Alright." You turn to the DJ, "Silver Springs Fleetwood Mac." He nodded and pulled up the track. The music starts, "This is for bsf/n. Happy Birthday." They started to cry when they realized that you were singing their favorite song. Jutty looked like he was in a trance, you hoped that this wouldn't make you look crazy, "You could be my silver spring, Blue green colors flashing'" The club fell silent, even the people in the back turned to watch you, you did have an amazing voice. You sing with such ease, you find yourself getting lost in the lyrics. You walk to the front of the stage and sing bsf/n favorite lyrics while holding their hand, "I'll follow you down til the sound of my voice will haunt you" You sing a little bit more to her, then make your move on Jutty." You make eye contact with him, "give me just a chance" You fall to your knees in front of him, "You'll never get away, never get away, never get away" The crowd goes crazy as you riff and growl into those notes, "from the sound of the woman that loves you" you reach your hand out to him, he takes it and kisses the back of it, "Time casts a spell on you but you won't forget me" He starts to sing along with you, you move the mic to capture both of your voices, "I know I could have loved you, but you would not let me" Both of your friend groups were not merged into one and just a screaming, drunk mess, "I'll follow you down til' the sound of my voice" You finish the song together, getting lost in each others' eyes, and you lean down farther from the stage, Jutty takes your face in his hands and kisses you, you kiss back. Screams, lights, and music start to blare. It was going to be a great rest of the night.