This part is by @Sotamshipper24 like a lot of these things.
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Malcolm's POV
I walked into my shared apartment with my fiance, (Y/N), to see her singing along to one of her favorite songs, Paris by the Chainsmokers, apparently playing on her earphones, so she didn't hear me come in. Her voice was beautiful.
She noticed me standing there and a blush crept it's way onto her face.
"Hey, Mal. I didn't hear you come in." I stared at her. "Your voice is amazing," I blurted out, making her blush intensify.
"Sing for me?" I gave her my best baby owl eyes and pouted when she chuckled and shook her head, making her giggle.
"Malcolm Pace, you better stop whining and help me with dinner."
"Yes dear," I hurriedly dropped my bag and got to work. I didn't want an angry (Y/N) to deal with.
Let's just cut to the chase; 1k reads. A day late. Wow, I'm such a great author/writer/loser. This oenshot isn't even by me. It's by @Sotamshipper24. Wow. Ok. Well thank you all for 1k reads, I'm in a state of shock (no surprise there), and I am in fact working on a oneshot, but like always, I suck at endings.