Imagine Jazz Finding Out A Lunar Goddess Likes His Music
When Jazz had busted out his custom made guitar and broke into song, he wasn’t expecting anyone to be listening, much less impress them. But even more less than that for that anyone to be a Lunar Goddess. He was stunned when she appeared fully before him, to involved in his lyrical voice and the strum of his instrument to focus on hiding her form. When he stopped she frowned and floated closer to him pleadingly.
“No, no! Please don’t stop! I wish for you to…to…”, the Goddess struggled, trying to figure out how to describe the action he was doing mere moments ago.
“Sing? Um…play?”, Jazz offered a bit hesitantly.
The glowing woman brightened up and clasped her hands together.
Jazz looked her up and down, all of this happening a little fast and out of no where. But with a shrug he picked up his pick and continued from where he stopped. Hey, who was he to deny a goddess?!
I’ve been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
But my breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and I laughed
I guess what I been saying is there ain’t no better reason
To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons
It’s what we aim to do
Our name is our virtue
But I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait I’m yours
Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you’re free
Look into your heart and you’ll find the sky is yours
So please don’t please don’t please don’t
There’s no need to complicate
‘Cause our time is short
This, oh this, this is our fate, I’m yours”
A squeal left (y,n)’s delicate lips as she clapped at Jazz’s performance, the later making a motion of tipping a hat; something he picked up on Earth. When the applause and what not had ended, (y,n) let out a heavy sigh.
“That was amazing. What do you call it?!”, she asked with curiosity.
Jazz raised an optic ridge very much confused,“Which part?!”
“All of it?”, the Lunar Goddess held up her hands just as unsure.
Jazz thought for a moment before making an o shape with his mouth. “Oh, you mean sound!”
“Sound?”, (y,n) inquired with wide eyes.
Jazz chuckled,“You’ve really never heard sound before?”
The Lunar Goddess shook her head no.
“In space there is no noise; no sound. It’s vast but deathly silent. I’ve never even heard my own voice before now, but it’s nothing compared to all you just did.”, (y,n) informed, dismissing her own cords.
Jazz frowned at this. He thought she had a beautiful voice, and if there was one thing this bot knew was great digs, and her voice happened to be the best so far. With a soft grin he spoke as smoothly as ever,“You’re right. You’re voice doesn’t compare, because nothing can compete with its melody~”
The Lunar Goddess was confused for a second, before catching on that the Autobot was flirting and felt her cheeks start to warm up. How could anything, even her own voice be more lovely than the sounds he had just made? She wasn’t complaining though, what Goddess didn’t love being praised after all?!
Jazz shifted to sit beside (y,n), making her blush deeper at the close proximity, and surprising her when he put his guitar in her lap. He reached around her to position her arms the right way for holding the stringed instrument with a friendly, but slightly cheeky smile.
“Here, how about I teach you some kickin’ tunes. Though I’m sure with your voice they’ll be even cooler than before~!”
This bot sure knew how to whoo a Goddess didn’t he?