Also cruising with sonny late night listening to music in his car 🥹🥲
His hand on ur thigh windows down and you could be singing to him
*sure thing by Miguel*
authors note: heyy, here's your request. i wasn't sure what vibe/genre you were going for but hopefully, you'll like this. i think this might be one of my personal favs
word count: approx 1.1k words
warnings: none, pure fluff maybe a twinge of angst if you squint your eyes
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"Come on, I can't sleep." Son's comment elicited a sleepy groan from the girl beside him.
"So you won't go on a drive with me? He lowered his head until his face was almost touching yours.
"Sonny, it's 1 AM." you stirred, your eyes still closed.
"And?" he said before brushing your forehead with his lips.
He observes as you scoff at the sheer audacity he has to wake you up.
"Come on, you've been down since you came back from France, the drive will cheer you up, and I want to see my favourite girl smile," he whined. You groaned but then reluctantly opened your eyes and took a deep breath.
"I'll even buy you food." He said, trying to bribe you. You rolled your eyes, and a small smile escaped your lips
Not only because the food sounded good but so did spending time with Son. It's true that you've been upset over the last few days. It was also true that it had something to do with your recent trip to France. But you weren't ready to talk about it yet, and you are grateful to Sonny for not pressuring you to open up.
"Fine," you grumble, "But I better get my food."
"I swear all you do is eat. Maybe your new nickname should be piggy," he said before breaking into his famous laugh, which quickly died down once he caught you sending daggers.
"Do you want to go on a drive alone? I swear you hang around Dele too much," you said, rolling your eyes before getting up from the bed.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he hugged you from behind, leaning heavily on you.
"I can't change with you on me." You shook your head, attempting to ignore the warmth his embrace provided.
"Say you forgive me." He leaned away and looked into your eyes, his expression pleading for understanding
"I forgive you," you uttered the words reluctantly, unsure if you meant them.
He turned you around in his hands. "I don't believe you."
You sighed, your anger dissipating as you looked into his eyes. You couldn't stay mad at him when he looked at you with that adorable pout.
"I," you say softly, kissing his neck.
"For" you, leave one on his left cheek.
"Give", and you leave another on his right.
"You," you let out before lightly connecting your lips with his.
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You had to admit that drives with Sonny were the best. You felt something you couldn't put into words as the two of you watched the world fade together. His hand was gently resting inside your thigh. A feeling you wouldn't trade. You felt safe, secure, and deeply connected to him.
He turns on the music, and that's what fills the silence inside the car.
You are a big fan of r&b music, so it wasn't a surprise that you were singing along to the chorus of Sure Thing not very long into the drive.
Even when the sky comes falling
Even when the sun don't shine
I got faith in you and I
He wished that he could tell what you were thinking. He didn't want to admit it, but he was addicted to the girl sitting beside him. He knew he wasn't your usual type. He was surprised you two lasted so long. But he was grateful for meeting you. All he wanted to do was remove all the pain in your life and replace it with joy.
So put your pretty little hand in mine.
Finally, you sang, squeezing his hand with your tighs and making him look.
You closed your eyes and bopped your head in time to the music, seemingly oblivious to anything around you. Son was completely captivated; he couldn't tear his gaze away from you.
"You might want to pay attention to the road unless you want us to die," you said with a hint of playfulness. Your words startled him out of his trance.
Son smiles at you and listens to you sing for the rest of the drive.
At some point during your trip, you guys stopped to get food. Doing rock, paper, scissors to decide who would choose the place to eat. You won and settled on some maccies. You two sat in the car, belting out tunes while eating, having the time of your lives no worries, and completely stress-free.
You wished every day could be like this.
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When you looked out the window, the people, the lights, the trees, and the night sky all blurred together into one chaotic palette.
It was as if only you and Son existed, with everyone else a mere speck on the canvas of your life.
With the man beside you, contentment was the only emotion you felt. Even that was an understatement.
You were slowly lulled to sleep by the light breeze on your face, your mouth slightly open and a calm expression on your face. Son smiled to himself as he stopped at a red light. He leaned across and gently kissed the crown of your head. His lips lingered for a moment longer, and he inhaled deeply before closing his eyes, savouring the moment. A fragment of your singing had stuck in his mind, and he recalled it.
If you be the cash, I'll be the rubber band
You be the match, I will be a fuse, boom!
You sang, your face hidden behind your hands. Your face only reappeared as you said the final word. He could tell you loved the way the song made you feel as you danced back and forth in your seat.
Painter baby, you could be the muse
I'm the reporter, baby you could be the news
He was wide-eyed, so amused by you and your voice. You could have fooled him into thinking he was a pirate and you were a siren trying to entice him. It was like he was stuck in a trance, absolutely in awe.
'Cause you're the cigarette and I'm the smoker
We raise a bet 'cause you're the joker
You poked his shoulder with a grin. His heart skipped a beat, and he smiled as he watched you. Everyone has an addiction, and he was sure you were his.
Checked off, you are the chalk and I could be the blackboard
And you can be the talk and I could be the walk
As you sang quietly, you didn't notice the man watching you with a flushed face and a lovesick look on his face. The words "I love you" came out of his mouth unexpectedly.
You stopped singing, stunned and embarrassed by the sudden outburst.
You were so flustered, and he thought it was adorable. The corners of his eyes crinkle as his smile broadens.
With those precious moments of your angelic voice, he knew you were the girl he wanted to marry.







