You know you love me || Ranboo x Reader *on break/discontinued*

~19~

"Okay, thank you"

I hear her footsteps retreat and I go to the bathroom to take my shower.

Y/n POV

I'm not tired since I took a nap at 3pm and my sleep schedule has never been good.

Seeing my guitar in the corner, I realized I haven't played for a while. I pick up the guitar and strum random chords, humming as I tune it.

I play random songs in my head, trying to figure out a Lovejoy one by guessing notes when I hear the shower stop.

Continuing playing random songs, I finally settle on one to complete.

Fourth of July - Sufjan Stevens

[i had to it's been in my head all day]

Reminding myself of the chords, I hum the song while working out the ones I'm not sure of.

There's a knock on my door.

"Come in"

Ranboo enters, and looks at the guitar. "You couldn't sleep either?"

"No, but it's not that late, right?"

"Its almost 2am"

"Oh"

He sits across from me and gestures at the guitar. "What're you playing?"

"Just some random songs"

"Can I hear one, it's okay if you don't want to but"

"Yeah sure, I was just remembering the chords for this one"

I play the chords and begin to sing along.

-

The evil it spread like a fever ahead

It was night when you died, my firefly

What could I have said to raise you from the dead?

Oh could I be the sky on the Fourth of July?

Ranboo POV

She hums as she plays the beginning, and starts to sing.

Her voice is soft and almost fragile, making the words sound like they're floating.

As she nears the end of the song, I start focusing on the lyrics.

-

Or the Fourth of July?

We're all gonna die

We're all gonna die

We're all gonna die

We're all gonna die

We're all gonna die

We're all gonna die

We're all gonna die

We're all gonna die

-

She finishes the song and looks up at me.

"That- was amazing, but Jesus Christ that song is sad"

"Yeah"

"Are you okay?"

She looks at the floor. "Yeah, just tired I guess"

"You should sleep, you haven't gotten a lot recently"

"I don't want to"

"Please? I'll let you have your favorite blanket from my room"

She smiles at the idea and I get up to grab the blanket. Her blanket.