You wake up to hear music blaring through the apartment.
Its jazz music and its loud. You get out of your bed. What the hell is tae doing? You think.

You storm out of your room. "TAE WHAT ARE YOU DOI" before you could finish he grabs you.
"Dance with me Y/N" Before you knew it he's dancing you around the apartment. Your try asking him whats this all about.
"I fixed it! I got the victrola fixed"
He says excitingly.

You look over and see the victrola working and you get happy. Your both dancing happily.
Your enjoying the dance when your nose stops you.
"Why do I smell pancakes?" You ask.

He responds
"Oh I made us breakfast. I walked to the market and bought groceries with the last of the money I had. Good thing my stash was still locked in the victrola"

You stop and remember the small drawer in the victrola that was locked. He must have had the key.

You walk over to the victrola. And see the drawer open. You look inside to see photos. Photos of tae

As you thumb through the photos you think to yourself. He's gorgeous. you both are sitting and talking over pancakes and he is talking about his adventures of traveling to Paris after he was hired for a week to sing there with bing Crosby.
"How amazing, it must have been to sing with bing Crosby in paris."
You cheerfully say.

He responds "It was! He's such a nice guy. Him and Danny Kaye."

"Wait Danny Kaye too!" Your in shock.

Your laughing and enjoying your time when you glance over and see your drafting table.

"Omg, I forgot I have a deadline tomorrow!!" You jump up and rush over to the drafting table.
"I'm sorry tae but I have to finish this"

He looks over at you
"It's ok Y/N I'm going to smoke to see if they need an old jazz singer."

A few moments later he comes out of the bathroom looking so handsome. I swear he could be a model.

He comes up behind me and pecks my forehead "wish me luck" then he turns and heads out the door.

Hours have passed. You finally finish your project and look at the clock. 7pm.
You think tae isn't back yet.
You got an idea to dress up and go to smoke to see if tae is still there.
You remember an old dress your grandmother wore that was in a trunk that was gifted to you. You decide to pull it out and try it on.

It fits perfect!

You grab your purse and head out the door to the jazz club.

You get there and see there is a huge crowd gathered inside. It's out the door. Which usually it's pretty empty. You pushed past the crowd and your startled by what you seen.
Tae is on stage singing and the crowd is in awe of him. Girls are swooning, and guys are digging it.
People are holding up their phones recording him singing.
He looks like frank Sinatra or Michael bublé. His voice is smooth and sweet like melted butter on a hot summer day. His looks is obviously captivating.

He finishes his set and makes his way to the bar. The crowd starts to die down. So now he can look around the club.

He spots you at the end of the bar.
He smirks as he walks over to you.

"Hey beautiful, what brings you here?" He asks you.

"I heard there was a new singer in town and I wanted to hear his pipes." You respond.

He smiles his boxy smile at you and holds out his hand.
"May I have this dance?"

You nod and grab his hand As he leads you to the middle of the room. You both start slow dancing. Hands clutched together. His hand around your lower back. Every once and awhile you can feel his thumb rub up and down. It would send tingles up your back. His head is next to yours almost nuzzled in your neck. You hear him whisper in your ear.
"You look beautiful sweetheart"

Your are taken back at the nickname he gave you. It makes you smile. He's so romantic and sweet.

After the songs over he looks deep into your eyes. And you could swear you feel like your heart is going to beat outside your chest.
You take a deep breath to remind yourself your alive and not dreaming.
He looks at your lip and you can see him gulp. He leans in and kisses you. This time its 10 times more passionate than the first kiss. He kisses your bottom lip open. To allow his tounge to enter but not allot. He's softly kissing you. And you feel your legs get weak. Your leg slightly buckle and he holds your limp body as he continues to kiss you until you regain your strength. He finally breaks the kiss. And speaks.

Let's go home sweetheart.