One shots || fem reader

All yours || Emma Myers

As far as you could remember, you always loved singing. But never in front of anyone. You were a little scared of what people would say, especially people you didn't know for too long.

Even your best-friend never heard you sing, despite being one of the people you trusted and loved the most. Maybe you loved her a little too much, by the way.

You may or may not had a crush on her for years but had always been too scared to tell her. You didn't want to risk ruining everything between you two.

The moments you shared were what you cherished the most, even though they got rarer since she started acting professionally. You were happy for her of course, but you missed her too.

So, when she told you she had some time to rest, you immediately invited her to your appartement. She too was more than happy to see you again, and moved in for the time she would stay.

Living with her made you realize how hard it would be not to show how in love you were. It also made you realize that this is what you wanted. Live with her. See her every morning, every night. Hear her mumbling a 'good morning' with her raspy morning voice.

You were head over heels in love with her.

Right now, you were having a shower, while Emma was watching tv in the living room. You put on your 'shower playlist', a compilation of your favorite songs at the moment, and started showering.

After a little while, your all-time favorite song started playing, and you couldn't help but thing along while washing your hair.

What you didn't know was that Emma could hear you sing from the living room. At first she didn't realize it was you, she thought it was just you listening to music, but then she recognized your voice.

She sat up and got closer to the bathroom's door, but the water still running prevented her from hearing properly.

So, when you got out of the room, wet hair falling on your shoulders, she didn't hesitate to ask you if you could sing for her.

"I heard you when you were in the shower... but because of the water I couldn't hear properly... Please Y/n!"

"Emma, you know you're my best friend, right? But I'm not singing for you, or anyone. Sorry"

"Come on!"

"No"

"Pleaseee"

"Nope"

You went to your bedroom to grab a sweater that you put on your oversize shirt.

"I'll do every chore for you"

"Tempting, but still no"

"Please please pleaseee"

She looked at you with puppy eyes, her secret weapon to get you to do anything. She really had you wrapped around her finger.

"Okay, fine! You know I can't resist when you do this" you sighed, defeated "Any particular request?"

"As long as I can hear you sing again, I'm happy"

"I'll take that as a 'no' then"

You took a moment to think about what song you could pick. There was way to many songs you'd love to sing, but you had to choose wisely. If you could give her a hint on your feelings for her in the process, that would be an absolute win.

After a minute, you looked up for the instrumental version of the song on YouTube. Singing acapella wasn't your favorite thing.

"Okay" you took a deep breath "Let's do this"