SWEET LOVE -- Dan Avidan x Reader One Shots

Singing In The Shower

Prompt: We live in adjacent apartments and the walls are really thin, so I hear you singing in the shower every early morning and you're actually really good. One day I decide to sing back the next lyric of the song just to see what would happen

~Note: Danny mentioned once that he doesn't wash his hair as often as some because it will become a nightmare, but that probably doesn't stop him from washing the rest of himself lmao
also swearing
and please feel free to comment and stuff!~

Roles:
Singer: Danny
Listener: Reader
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Quick recap:
(Name) = your first name [I prefer it over (y/n) or (y/f/n)]
(L/Name) or (L/N) = Last Name
(e/c) = eye colour
(s/t) = Skin tone
(h/c) = hair colour
(h/l) = hair length
(h/s) = hair style
(f/c) = favourite colour
(f/d) = favourite drink
I will not repeat these in later chapters, but if a new one is introduced in a furthur chapter, it will be written there and not repeated or added here.
Thank you

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Another morning, up and early.
Another quick shower, another piece of toast with jam and a cup of (f/d) to wake me up.
I glanced at the clock on the wall, quickly realizing the time and smiling.
It was Wednesday, so he'd be up and in the shower soon, which meant I'd get to enjoy another random song for a while before I'd leave for work.

And, right on time, the sound of the shower next door started, and again, after a few minutes, he was singing.

"She packed my bags last night pre-flight.."

Holy shit he was going to sing Rocket Man. Knowing that song, I fucking prayed he'd deliver that shit to me on a silver platter with a side of perfect high notes.

"Zero hour nine AM.
And I'm gunna be high as a kite by then.."

Tip the waiter, it was delivered with care.

"I miss the earth so much, I miss my wife
It's lonely out in space
On such a timeless flight.."

So far this shit was.. Beautiful...

"And I think it's gunna be a long, long time
'Til touch down brings me round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh no, no, no, I'm a rocket man
Rocketman burning out his fuse up here alone."

Are you fucking kidding me? I live next to a guy with a voice this fucking amazing and it gets drowned out by the running water and the fucking wall?
Bullshit.

He began again as I made a decision.

"And I think it's gunna be a long, long time
'Til touch down brings me round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh no, no, no, I'm a rocket man
Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone."

I had managed to scoot my chair closer to the wall that separated us, just to hear better... And up close...

Damn.

"Mars 'ain't the kind of place, to raise your kids
In fact, it's cold as hell
And there's no one there to raise them
If you did."

I found myself swaying to the piano and guitars that weren't there, swaying to the pure perfection that was this nameless man's voice.

"And all this science I don't understand
It's just my job five days a week
A Rocket man
A Rocket man.."

That was fucking perfect, and then there was the build-up, I had to hum to the tune, I had to.

"And I think it's gunna be a long, long time
'Til touch down brings me round again to find
I'm not the man they think they know at home
Oh no, no, no, I'm a rocket man
Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone