It was late at night and you were tired but you knew you needed to clean. Reluctantly, you get up from your comfortable spot on the couch and make your way into the kitchen to start, turning on some music and letting it play from your phone out loud as you clean slowly, singing along when ‘Brooklyn Baby’ by Lana Del Rey comes on.

You hum softly for most of the song, your body and movements swaying slightly with the music, your body relaxing as it graces your ears “Yeah my boyfriends pretty cool, but he’s not as cool as me-“ You start singing softly, freezing when you feel gentle arms wrap around your waist, a shiver runs down your spine as you hear him sing lowly in your ears with you, your breath hitching in your throat as his lips graze your ear, causing your heart to race.