Preference: Caught Singing | Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency
Requested by @peculiarchild852 and @RitaKat44
I turned it into a preference, so I hope that's okay!
Songs I Used:
I Never Planned on You / Don't Come-a Knocking from Newsies: The Musical
You know this one
6/10 by dodie
Rescue by Hunter Hayes
Overgrown by Oh Wonder
Oh Ms Believer by Twenty One Pilots
Also a sun thing happened today that's cool.
Summary: Dirk, Todd, or one of the Rowdy 3 catch you singing.
QOTP: What do you think will happen in Season 2?
Word Count: 2064
Cross -
He's not very romantic, doesn't say "I love you" very much. But that doesn't mean he doesn't feel that way.
This much is proven when he catches you singing.
I got no use for moonlight or sappy poetry. Love at first sight's for suckers - at least it used to be. Look, girls are nice, once or twice, 'till I find someone new, but I never planned on someone like you.
He smiles at the lyrics, thinking about how he feels about you.
(Don't come a-knocking on my door...) I got no use for moonlight or sappy poetry. Love at first sights for suckers. At least it used to be.
It's then that he realizes that this song is from a musical, and there are multiple parts.
'What are you doing?' 'Quiet down! There's a show going on!' 'You are the most impossible boy-' 'Shh!' '-ever."
And you are singing all of them.
No, I never planned on someone... like you.
When you finish, he laughs to himself, thinks about how lucky he is, and goes back to the van with a little smile on his face.
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Dirk -
He runs into your apartment frantically, excited to tell you about a new development in the case you're working on.
But you don't hear him come in; you're doing laundry and listening to music...
My loneliness is killing me (and I) I must confess, I still believe (still believe). When I'm not with you I lose my mind. Give me a sign. Hit me, baby, one more time.
He immediately forgets what he was going to tell you and listens to you sing.
Oh, baby, baby, the reason I breathe is you. Boy, you got me blinded. Oh, baby, baby, there's nothing that I wouldn't do. It's not the way I planned it. Show me how you want it to be. Tell me, baby, 'cause I need to know now, oh, because...
He's shocked; partly because of the song, partly because he's never heard you sing before.
My loneliness is killing me (and I) I must confess, I still believe (still believe). When I'm not with you I lose my mind. Give me a sign. Hit me, baby, one more time.
He waits until the chorus, then joins you.
My loneliness is killing me (and I) I must confess, I still believe (still believe). When I'm not with you I lose my mind. Give me a sign. Hit me, baby, one more time.
You're jump and immediately turn the song off, blushing profusely. Dirk sighs disappointedly, "What'd you do that for? I was, as the kids say, 'jamming'."
You become a stuttering mess. "W-Well I-I mean I'm n-not very good a-and I just-"
"Not very good?! That was amazing!"
You get this sort-of hopeful look on your face. "... Really?"
"Of course!" Dirk exclaims, a huge smile on his face. "So, turn it back on. I'll sing with you."
"... Okay."
I must confess that my loneliness is killing me now. Don't you know I still believe that you will be here. And give me a sign. Hit me, baby, one more time.
"Oh, um... we have a break in the case, by the way."
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Gripps -
He doesn't say much. Just goes with the flow really, like he doesn't care about a thing.
But he cares about you. A lot.
And that's evident when, one day, he hears you singing.
I feel like a six out of ten... I gotta get up early tomorrow again.
He stops, trying to decide whether that's you. It doesn't take long for him to figure out that it is.
What goes on behind the words? Is there pity for the playing girl?
As the song continues, he starts to get more and more worried. I mean, he's never heard the song before, there's no backing music. Just you.
Can you see the panic inside? I'm making you uneasy, aren't I?
For all he knows, you could've wrote this.
What goes on behind the words? Is there pity for the playing girl? I'll close my mouth, I won't say a word. And not of pity for the playing girl.
He hopes you didn't.
I know that you don't want me here. I know that you don't want me here. I know that you don't want me here. I know that you don't want me here.
He's about to say something, but you keep singing, completely unaware that he's even there.
Oh, I'll just call a taxi. I gotta get up early tomorrow again. Oh, I'll just call a taxi. I gotta get up early tomorrow again.
He starts to walk closer to you. Again, you don't notice.
What goes on behind the words? Is there pity for the playing girl? I'll close my mouth, I won't say a word. A not of pity for the playing girl.
"Did you write that?" he asks.
Surprisingly, you don't jump, just turn around. "What? You-You heard me?"
"Yeah. Did you write that?"
You can see the deep concern in his eyes and your face softens. "No, I didn't. It's just a song. Doesn't mean anything. At least, not to me. Don't worry about it."
He smiles a little. "Okay... You-You have a nice voice by the way."
"... Thanks."
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Martin -
As the "leader" of the Rowdy 3, he's stressed quite often, especially with all this project Blackwing stuff going on.
Sometimes it's too much.
And when it is, he finds you.
This time, when he does, he finds you singing.
Send a flare up in the eye of the storm. I send a prayer up and a bottle to the shore, but there are no words for what I'm searching for. What I mean is that I'm needing you more.
He's shocked at first; he's never heard you sing before. So, he just listens.
When the sky gets too dark, when the water gets too deep, when I feed the fire so much that I can't even take the heat. If I ever run too far, and when the pieces come unglued, the mess of me will always need the best of you. Rescue.
As he listens to the lyrics, he realizes that's what you are to him.
Through all the highs and lows, the can't undo's I regret the most, the walls so hard feels like I can't get through. Oh, the rescue.
His recuse.
Every morning by your side. Just one look at you sometimes. You don't even know you're coming to... the rescue.
"I love you," he just randomly says. You jump and turn as the song continues.
Oh, if I ever run too far, and when the pieces come unglued. The mess of me will always need the best of you. Rescue.
"I love you, too... What's this about?"
Through all the highs and lows, the can't undo's I regret the most, the walls hard feels like I can't get through. Oh, rescue.
"I just... love you. A lot."
Every morning by your side. Just one look at you sometimes. You don't even know you're coming to...
"Well, I love you, too. A lot."
the rescue.
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Todd -
He's just having a bad day in general. Amanda isn't doing so good, Dirk wants him to help on another case, and he didn't get much sleep last night.
So, he decides to go see you.
He has a key to your apartment, so he lets himself in and immediately hears your voice.
... and I will never let you go. I know that you want to scream. Take my heart slowly out of me. Forever falling in a dream. All the love that we could've been.
He stops, afraid to make any noise.
I never get high when you're feeling low. I'm pulling down stars just to make you glow. It's just the way you are when you're overgrown.
He slowly closes the door, hearing the lyrics and realizing that they're kind of mirroring the way he feels right now.
And in the middle of the night when you're on your own, I'm chasing down light in the indigo. It's just the way you are when you're overgrown. And I will never let you go... And I will never let you go.
He smiles a little and starts to move through the house towards where you are.
Promise I will never run. Catching fire, let the light become. Shallow edges of the sun. Feel the heat, hold it in your lungs. Never could've loved you more. By your side in a quiet roar. This is what my hope is for. Watch you float when the water's gone.
He walks to the doorway of your living room, where you're cleaning. While he debates how to alert you of his presence without scaring you, you go back into the chorus.
I never get high when you're feeling low. I'm pulling down stars just to make you glow. It's just the way you are when you're overgrown. And in the middle of the night when you're on your own, I'm chasing down light in the indigo. It's just the way you are when you're overgrown. And I will never let you go. No, I will never let you go.
"Y/N?" he says quietly.
You turn around as the song continues. "Oh. Todd. I didn't know you were coming."
"I-I know... I just... I had a crappy day and I wanted to see you..."
You smile and walk over and hug him tightly as the song continues.
Did I, did I, did I do you wrong? Did I, did I, did I do you right? Did I, did I, did I, do you wrong? Did I, did I, did I, did I, did I? And I will never let you go.
You continue to sing the song quietly as he rests his bead on your shoulder.
I never get high when you're feeling low. I'm pulling down stars just to make you glow. It's just the way you are when you're overgrown. And in the middle of the night when you're on your own, I'm chasing down light in the indigo. It's just the way you are when you're overgrown And I will never let you go. And I will never let you go.
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
And I will never let you...
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Vogel -
He can never sit still, hardly ever stops talking. Of course, that's one of the things you love about him; it's never boring.
He wants to tell you something, and runs to do so, but stops when he hears you sing.
Oh, Ms. Believer, my pretty sleeper. Your twisted mind is like snow on the road. Your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder inside your head than the winter of dead.
He stands still, he goes silent, and he just listens to your voice.
I will tell you "I love you", but the muffs on your ears will cater your fears. My nose and feet are running as we start to travel through snow. Together we go. Together we go.
It's like he's mesmerized, frozen in time. And it's a strange sight.
We get colder. As we grow older, we will walk so much slower.
He's never been still for this long, save when he's sleeping.
Oh, Ms. Believer, my pretty weeper. Your twisted thoughts are like snow on the rooftops. Please, take my hand; we're in foreign land as we travel through snow. Together we go. Together we go.
He starts to walk towards you, albeit slowly, and you turn, see him, and smile. He smiles back. "Were you singing?"
"... Yeah."
"It's... very nice."
You laugh. "Thank you, Vogel. I appreciate it."
He grins and gives you a quick kiss.
We get colder. As we grow older, we will walk so much slower.
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