When you get board or polishing your weapons you tend to hum to your self, one time,while sweeping your room you began to sing
Marcy;hey y/-
She would stop dead in her tracks, she would watch and listen as you sing your heart
Y/n:
((It's only johnny part he singing))
After Y/n got done singing marcy would clap her hands with excitement you turn around to face her
Y/n:y-you heard that?
Marcy nodded
Marcy:mhm
Y/n blushed a little
Marcy:come on, it was beautiful
She kissed your cheek
