requested: no summary: Wyatt finds an old karaoke machine that used to belong to his younger cousin. warnings: major fluff🥺 au. (Sparks Fly-Taylor Swift)
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Jaeden was mindlessly scrolling through TikTok while laying on his bed one afternoon after school.
Humming softly to himself to the tune of the songs, he was startled when a notification appeared on his phone.
He slid down on the notification, prompting the message to appear on his screen. It read:
Wy<3 omg you won't believe what i just found. i'm coming over, i'll be there in five.
He chuckled to himself before replying simply that he'd see Wyatt soon, and then returning to watch TikTok.
A couple minutes later, Jaeden could hear knocking on his front door. He sighed before getting up, tossing his phone onto his bed, and walking down the stairs.
When he reached the door, he had opened it to find Wyatt standing there with a goofy grin on his face.
He then noticed Wyatt had brought something with him. He glanced down with a muddled expression on his face, seeing Wyatt holding a smallish, pink object.
Taking note of Jaeden's confusion, Wyatt spoke up, "I'll explain, just let me in you goof."
Jaeden laughed before opening the door wider, and stepping towards the side, spreading his arms out in front of him in a teasing manner.
"Be my guest," Jaeden giggled, shutting the door behind them once Wyatt was inside.
Jaeden then started back towards his room, Wyatt following.
Jaeden plopped down onto his bed, looking at Wyatt expectantly.
"So, are you gonna tell me what that thing is, or not?" Jaeden teased.
Wyatt walked towards Jaeden's dresser and placed the pink object on top, plugging it up into a outlet.
He then started pressing random buttons until one of them lit the object up, multiple colors dancing everywhere in a strobe like effect.
"Karaoke machine," Wyatt answered with jazz hands pointed towards the machine.
Jaeden's eyes lit up, looking at all the colors bouncing off of his walls. He sat up, getting off his bed and walking over to where Wyatt stood with the machine.
