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When you and dust are on your first date. And you get the motivation to sing to him (the waitress accidentally gave ya alcohol)

*no one's pov*

"we should go now" dust said "wait, wait! There's something I need to do" you stopped him from calling a waiter to pay "what would that be?" he asked "showing how much I love you~!" you answered and walked towards the music guy. 'I think her drink had alc' dust thought watching you 'hopefully not some cheesy song' he thought. Oh how wrong he would be. You took a mic and walked on the small stage. 'is she going to.... Sing??' dust thought 'no way-' bus thoughts were cut off when music starts to play.
[insert song from above]
I walked into the room and I then I saw your face
You looked me in the eyes and I wanted to erase myself
Erase myself

You began to sing and he was captivated by your words (not only him).

I didn't wanna fall but then I stepped right in
I looked down at the ground and then I felt it right within
It was too late for me (too late for her)

You moved to the lyrics of the song, it was like you were in a one person skit. Dust followed your movement seeing how much passion was in every one of them.

You took a step forward and tilted your head
With a curios glance you stared and I felt dead
Oh my God, I think I'm dying

Dust remembers his curiosity about you and how you would blush around him.

You said "hey" and I said "hello"
What's your name? I'd really liked to know about you, too bad I stopped at "hello"

You were always not the one who begins conversations and the one who sometimes said too little.

I just stared and you grinned
And looked right back
It felt like just one big whirlwind
One big emotional whirlwind

You fell in love with dust smile, his jokes, his voice. The new emotion was so overwhelming.

Over the next few days we got to talking
With every single word I started falling father
Father and father for you
You were so witty and so charming
You swept me off my feet
You made me laugh you made blush
No one could compete
No one could compete~

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