#Atlas thinks his singing voice sucks but Spine loves when he sings

[atlas-the-clockwork-weirdo]

Important Lyrics

The Spine x OC (Atlas)

They're in the library, The Spine is perched at one of the desks, heaps of papers on it and an overflowing waste basket sitting on the floor beside said desk.

Atlas is perched on an armchair nearby, a copy of White Fang in his hands as he slowly reads through it.

The Spine just wanted an extra person to be in the vicinity while he works, so Atlas just relaxed in his peripheral. Body doubling wasn't uncommon for the two of them, nor was the low humming of the Spine's voice mumbling the lyrics he's testing out as he writes.

The Spine pushed his chair back a foot and picks up his guitar from where it rested next to the desk. He plucks a couple chords, adjusts the strings and tests a couple more chords, humming all the while.

The Spine perks his head up towards his boyfriend, "Atlas?" He asks. Atlas rests the book in his hands on his legs and turns to face The Spine. "Yes?"

"I'm stuck on some lyrics, would you mind helping me out?" The Spine asks, looking a little sheepish. Atlas shrugs, "Well, I'm not a writer and I'm not as good with music as you and your siblings, but I'll try." Atlas says, making The Spine smile at him.

The Spine starts strumming his guitar and humming, then turns to singing, "But you don't like that way that I feel...It's the way that makes you feel worse all of the time...And I know that it's not okay for you...And it's not for me and is for you...So sorry about all of these things that you didn't sign up for..." For a moment, Atlas got lost in The Spine's voice. It's only when he stops that Atlas realises this is where he's hit a metaphorical wall.

Atlas hums the tune again, taking a moment to think. "Didn't sign up for..." He sings, trying to copy The Spine's tone. "How about..." He pitches his voice to the note, then sings, "And I don't wish the pain on you." His voice wavers slightly but he gets the point across.

The Spine perks up again, "I like that! Then... It's so sore. I've been honest to fault..." He sings, adding new lyrics, then waiting for Atlas' input once again.

Atlas hums once again, then sings, "But it doesn't help... I know that it hurts..." He tries and can see a light flicker on in The Spine's mind. "And it hurts and it keeps on hurting..." The Spine continues, a bright smile on his face making Atlas smile as well.

The Spine keeps strumming, then says, "then the chorus once again." And continues on to the chorus. "All the little pieces make up so much sense in the distance... fragmented to the point..." Atlas adds a second voice as they sing together, "...Of is it possible..."

Their eyes meet as they continue together on the chorus, "Hot on the trail of a real fine life...this could be what it means to be alive...can't be too sure, but it feels the right way...love is infinite like sun rays!" Their voices mesh together beautifully and they can't help the giggles they let out afterwards.

The Spine smiles gently, "That sounds great... Thank you, love." Atlas smiles back before The Spine turns to write down what they had just come up with.

Walter Worker Chelsea walks by them at that exact moment, "You two sound great together!" She comments, making Atlas vent extra steam from fluster. He didn't know there was anyone else in the library and now he feels a little embarrassed for trying to sing.

The Spine just smiles from his desk, looking relaxed.