kyoto and jackbox

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*your pov*

"day off in Kyoto, got bored at the temple
looked around at the 7-11

the band took the speed train,
went to the arcade
i wanted to go, but i didn't"

i join the disc vc that tommy invited me to with all the guys for the jackbox stream. when i joined it was just tommy in it, and i heard his beautiful voice singing my song kyoto. i don't think he heard me join, so i stayed quiet and let him sing.

"you called me from a payphone
they still got payphones
it cost a dollar a minute

to tell me you're getting sober
and you wrote me a letter
but I don't have to read it"

my voice could be heard in the background, our voices really did mix and harmonize well.

"im going to kill you
if you don't beat me to it

dreaming through tokyo skies
i wanted to see the world

then i flew over the ocean
and i changed my mind"

his voice was so unique, his british accent coming out in certain words added that little extra special part to his voice. some real harry styles shit.

"sunset's been a freakshow on the weekend
so ive been driving out to the suburbs
to park at the goodwill and stare at the chem trails
with my brother

he said you called him on his birthday
you were off by like ten days
but you get a few points for trying

remember getting the truck fixed when you let us drive it
25 felt like flying

i dont forgive you
but please don't hold me to it

born under scorpio skies
i wanted to see the world
through your eyes until it happened
then i changed my mind

guess i lied

im a liar

who lies

cause im a liar"

he belt the last few parts beautifully, for someone who didn't sing professionally he was exquisite. he had true talent. when he was done, i clapped and i heard him shreik.

"y/n wtf, how long have you been there"

"pretty much since you started"

"and you didn't say anything?"

"no, i wanted to hear you sing."

"why i was awful"

"tommy, you sang that song better than i did"

"impossible, your voice is truly a gift"

"thank you tommy, but you should hear yours, you have harry styles beat, harry. fucking. styles"

"sure i do, y/n"

"im being honest !!"

"says the singer"

"im alright tommy, but glad you like my voice"

"like your voice? y/n, i could listen to you sing for the rest of my life, and still find ways to fall more in love with it every day."

"tommy, you are such a simp" i say jokingly

"you know you love me" he says, smug as ever. dont get me wrong, love is a strong word, more like, im very fond of him.

"when are the others joining" i say

"well wilbur, tubbo and jack should be joining any minute now, and karl and quackity should be joining shortly after."

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