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Warnings: tay and R being an lgbt couple coming out in pride month, VERY suggestive themes at the end while at the beach, but no graphic details at all.

Summary: You and Taylor were in a hidden relationship from the rest of the world, and you kept in secret, but all the love was evident in your hearts, clear and true. Without any more worries, you soon both revealed yourselves with a surprise post, contentment settling in your life.

Word Count: 5.4k

Category: fluff!

A/N: I'm falling in love with cas again and took inspo from their songs so enjoy this sweet fic<3 also the feelings in this feel somewhat different to what I write? but I love it. I hope you do too :]

| Started on 29/11/2024, 5:33 AM |

| Finished on 20/06/2025, 6:51 PM |

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“You put your arms around me...”

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It was like a heart drawn on foggy glass.

What you had wasn't known to the rest of the world. At least for now. It was hushed secrets and kisses placed like school lovers. Gazes taken in, without any hesitation or doubts, because you both knew it was real and true.

But neither of you had said anything about it to the internet just yet.

The house held a gentle quietness. An atmosphere to it that nothing else could beat. The windows were running rays of sunlight all the way down to the wooden floors.

You were standing in the kitchen.

The last of the dishes had just been finished up by, and Taylor was done with organizing the fridge, which made her stray off to putting her arms around you from behind.

She buried her nose entirely against your back, nuzzling herself away as her arms squeezed you. You couldn't help your instinct to lean into her, a wide smile spread across your face. It was like she was aiming to make you melt.

All as she was in contentment herself, in feel of your body close with hers.

"You're like a cat," you whispered. You could practically feel her smile through your shirt. It was true. Cats rub their faces against your legs instead though.

"I'll take that as a compliment," Taylor said, leaning back, and deciding to turn you around so she could see your face. You only looked at her with a genuine expression.

"It is. Cats are cute...and you're the cutest," you point out, needing to make it clear. A pinkish blush rose upon her face, and she looked down.

You could see the golden hues of the sunset coloring her blue pupils, making it glow under the pretty light. It was easy to get lost in such a perfect moment.

She looked into your eyes, pulling you closer by the waist. "Do you know how perfect you are?" she questions.

"Says you, with the sunlight all over you like you're in a movie scene." You flipped the conversation back over to her, and she raised her eyebrows, almost having an urge to pinch you gently.

"Hey, I don't control the sun," she murmured. Her body was leaning in closer to you, up to the point where you could see every detail on her face.

"Mhmn." For a moment you just looked into her eyes. There was no telling who was teasing who by that point.

Then, you gave a gentle boop to her nose. She scrunched it up, and smiled, shaking her head.

A sigh leaves your lips, and you rested your forehead against her. "My legs feel sore," you murmur, nuzzling into her in a gentle eskimo kiss. You had been doing the dishes the past minutes, standing on your two legs for too long.

But without another second passing, you suddenly feel her pick you up by your legs, which made you yelp in surprise, and you panickly wrapped your arms tighter around her.

Then, she settled you down on the edge of the marble countertop, looking directly at you. "Wanna sit down right here then?" she questioned.

You raised your eyebrows, but chuckled. "At the couch, Tay." You were about to let yourself down when she slowly let your lips meet in a small kiss, the corners of hers being absolutely raised in a playful manner.

"Well...I thought it was the perfect spot," she murmured. It was far too easy to make you melt. Surely. Either that, or she knew you all too well.

Taylor gently trailed herself down to your neck, then she let herself find the shell of your ear. "For kissing, I mean," she had to add, before sliding you down from the countertop, leaving the ghost of her breath upon your skin.

You had a light crimson color your cheeks, and looked away, despite feeling her hand intertwine with yours. "You're so teasy."

"It's not comfy though," you said, finding her eyes again, which had that knowing smirk hidden within her pupils.

Yet, she hummed in response. "True." She then led you on to the living room, where the comfiest couch had you both relaxing on it entirely.

Once you were sat down, you cuddled up closely to her, burying yourself into the comfort of her collarbone as she kept her arms safely looped around you.

For a moment it was just that. The everyday cuddle. Something you always loved to have with her, and what she loved coming back home to.

At least, today, she was content with spending the entire day with you. With some sessions in the music room every now and then.

You let your mind wander. It had been months or so since you both started dating. You only moved in the same house as hers when she convinced you enough with her cats. Of course it wasn't just that—she stole your heart in more ways than one.

But it had been enough time to say that you couldn't see yourself with anyone else but her.

You giggled with Taylor as you let yourself be pulled along by her. The both of you quickly went into the limo, and the door closed behind you.

The outside world that was so rowdy had turned muffled, and no more camera flashes were there to greet either of you anymore.

You breathed out a visible sigh in relief, catching her eye, and unable to resist another stifled giggle as she chuckled. It was like you had just made trouble in high school and gotten yourself away.

The leather seat caused you to relax, as it was the next thing you could finally let your body rest on without being sore like those event chairs had made you.

For a moment, it was just silence. A need to soak in the relief. Until your voice spoke up under the hum of the engine. "We don't have to hide away...you know..." You looked at her.

Her face softens, seeing the genuine look in your eyes, rare, and unlike anything she's ever seen anywhere else. "I know."

She pressed her lips together, then looked away with a sigh of her own, but it wasn't clear if it was of heaviness or relief.

"And...I'd hate to admit it, but...maybe I'm a little scared..." she whispered, looking in her lap and seeing the bracelets she wore. One handmade, by you, and some others being the jewellery-like look, just to match with her outfit. She gently fiddled with it.

You held patience and understanding in your gaze. "Thats okay." She blinked when your hand started slipping into hers, and she had to take a breath in, the sudden reassurance with physical touch somehow taking her by surprise. “I’ll always be here.”

Then, she gently tightened her fingers around your hand, giving a small squeeze after a few seconds, trying to think about the current situation.

You let her have her time. And a deep breath enters her lungs before she turns her head to you. "They don't have to know about us."

She was about to stop there, but quickly reassured you. "At least...not right now. You can just...be my secret for a while. Be mine," she whispered—declared even, as her free hand went up to push a stray hair of yours back. "Without a word yet..."

"Technically, I'm the only person you pulled into the car..." you say, mentioning it in logic and amusement, while she resisted a smile that was pretty much failing.

"So? It's still not like I'm confirming anything about us yet. They can play with it all they want, until I do,” Taylor said, leaning more to you. The streetlights going by illuminated her face like they were perfect actors playing in a scene. “But of course, I won’t be scared of visibility. Just…what it means for us. And I'm not...sure if I want to let that go out yet."

You looked at her with lovestruck eyes. "And that’s okay. I still love you,” you say, shaking your head with a wide smile. The corners of her eyes crinkled as she returned it.

"I love you, too…” You were so close together, your noses might practically touch. “I always will.”

“One day,” she promised, before sealing it with an actual sweet kiss on the lips.

You were brought back to reality when you felt her hands going through your hair, and you looked up at her, cheek against her soft clothed t-shirt.

“Baby…?” you called out in a gentle whisper. It was barely a sound, but she was close enough to hear you.

A hum came from her, and she turned her gaze down to see you. Taylor's mind was spaced out too, but you couldn't tell if she had the same thoughts, or if she was thinking about her future album, tour, or something else entirely.

Your skin brushed further against the collar of her shirt as you looked the opposite way. "I was thinking..." you started, hesitant on getting the topic out from your mouth. It didn't even want to escape at all.

Taylor gently ran her hand up your spine, trailing back down to then give you a squeezing hug in encouragement. A tilt og her head went by as she tried catching your gaze, as much as you were wanting to focus on the floor.

"You were thinking...?" the blonde repeated your words in her view, a knowing smile raising on her lips. It pushed further when you buried your nose against her. "You can continue, baby." She chuckled.

You pursed your lips, and hid yourself away slightly. "Okay, so...um, you know we haven't um...told anyone about us yet, right? Besides like, your closest friends," you say, going to trace little patterns on her chest.

As the realization floods through her mind of what you've been thinking, her face softened, and she gave a small nod. You noticed it, just by the edge of your eyesight.

You bit your lip, subconsciously leaning more into her as you just hoped she could read your mind instead. But she held you closer.

"Baby, are you saying you want to..." she paused with a thoughtful hum, wanting to get the words right. "...show ourselves to the rest of the world?"

"...Yeah. Basically." you whispered, confirming it tentatively. You thought that she'd feel awkward at the mention, or a little mad, even though she never has been. But when you glanced up at her, a warm smile was sitting on her lips.

"I think its been a good enough time," she said, and your eyes brightened instantly at her acceptance. It was like seeing light at the end of the tunnel. A very sweet and loving tunnel that you've been walking slowly together in.

"I promise I've been thinking about it. I just...haven't found the courage yet. But...with you saying it now, I think I'm ready enough." Your heart was melting. That was for sure. And she just looked at you like a soft little teddy bear you wanted to squeeze in love.

"I also think I definitely wanna show off a little..." she whispered playfully, which made you affectionately roll your eyes at her.

She smiled widely, then laughed and buried herself into your neck. "I can't have anyone staring at you for too long though. You're too cute for anyone else," she whispered, leaning back to let her finger trail up for a boop on your nose, and you couldn't hold back the giggle coming up.

"Baby, everyone else already stares at you for too long for my own liking. So it'll technically be fair!" you lightly argued back with her, and she shook her head.

"Mmn, mm, thats different." She raised her eyebrows with her sentence, and you mirrored her action, which only made her laugh again, at the way you looked.

"Uh-huh. Well, if its any reassurance to you, I wouldn't let anyone else have me. Just so you know." You put it out there, just as a double comfort for her, despite the light jealousy you were both doing a game on.

She stifled her giggle softly in the meanwhile, pulling you closer.

"Okay, okay...and I wouldn't let myself be with anyone else but you..." she says, gazing at you with affection. You were smiling still, until you wanted to get back to your thoughts from before.

"Still...on a serious note, sweetheart," you reminded her of what you originally started the topic with, and she sighed. But it was a breath of grateful acceptance. Neither defeat or resignation.

"...I know," she breathed out, tracing her thumb up to your cheekbone. Her blue eyes searched yours, and she took her moment to try and figure everything out.

"Okay, listen, its pride month, right?" Taylor questioned softly, and you double checked the month on your phone just in case, as if you both haven't been seeing flags and representation all around more than usual.

"It is," you responded back, looking at her once more and switching off your phone. She gave a small smile.

"Then...maybe its perfect for us to just...do a little post," she explained, then brushed her nose against your temple, all as you were looking at her at with even brighter eyes this time around. It wasn't just her thinking that its good timing. It was also her saying that she'd possibly take a step forward in action.

"Really?" you questioned, leaning back to see her face entirely, and she blushed, wanting to hide herself off into your neck or elsewhere instead, but nodded anyway.

She'd do anything for you. And the idea didn't seem so bad each second and day she spent with you. Like the wolves wouldn't be out to get her and tear her apart, and maybe there would be gentleness treated with it.

"You're really thinking about it?" you had to ask again. It was like you were trying to process a dream and you needed to triple check it was real. She giggled a little, nuzzling into your nose.

"Yeah. I told you I've been trying to think about it. Our anniversary's tomorrow. So...we'll have perfect timing there." Her nose scrunches, and your heart bursted at the sight.

"Yes!!! Oh, my god..." you laughed softly, having cheered and going in to hug her entirely tight that she did the same, feeling the way you radiated the sunshine by that point. The both of you were in the crook of each other's necks.

"I can't believe it..." you murmured against her, shaking your head. She gave a soft kiss to your skin, breathing out in contentment.

"What do you wanna do tomorrow...? Besides...the posting thing..." she asks, wanting to make sure you had your plans clearer before tomorrow comes around.

You thought on it, squishing your cheek slightly against her chest when you shifted yourself. "Mmn, well...maybe...the...beach?" She listened to you, all as her fingers ran through the ends of your hair.

"The beach, huh?" she pondered, looking out to the TV that had a blank screen on. A fluffy tail was peeking out from behind the coffee table. One so fluffy, it could only be guessed as Benjamin's tail.

"Yeah," you confirmed, looking up at her. She finds your gaze, and her eyes held tender affection.

"Thats perfect."

— in the morning...

The curtains flowed gently with the wind. Lights of the sun was peeking through the gaps, and the rest of the room was filled with dim lighting alongside fairylights.

You were curled up with Taylor on the bed, asleep with her. The covers atop your bodies were keeping you both warm. Her arms around you only added as another layer, sheltering you from the coldness of the air.

You had yourself all snuggled in her chest, and by the time you were stirring from your slumber, you only burrowed into her further.

For a moment, you thought that you were the only one awake. But it turns out, she was rousing from her own sleep due to your gentle movements in her embrace.

"Mmnh." Her arms tighten around you just ever so slightly, like she wanted to keep you safe, right there in bed. It was cozy, and soft. She'd rather choose this a million times with you, than anywhere else.

You always felt like your heart could warm from the instinct of her body, even as half awake, each time. The fuzziness of the moment was like soft plushies. And you cherished it all.

A soft breath came from her, an exhale that you felt releasing from her chest. She buried her nose into your hair, inhaling.

"What time is it...?" her voice mumbled, slightly muffled sounding, but it was also more because she wasn't willing to open her mouth in the midst of sleepiness. But she could tell you were already awake.

You shifted a little, moving to reach out, and check your phone that was near the pillows somewhere. "4:30, baby...on the dot," your voice was groggy, but you were able to answer.

She took a deep breath in, and then slowly, but surely, let it go. "...You had a good sleep?" she whispered.

"Mmn. I had many dreams," you mentioned, having left your phone alone and returning to simply resting your cheek against her, getting comfortable.

"Really?...any of me?" she slowly questioned, directly, despite in the morning drowsiness, it was something that slipped out her mouth easily.

You blinked just a little in the meanwhile. "Tay!" You looked up at her, and she smiled softly, a cute sleepy giggle escaping her.

"Aw, baby, its reasonable, and it can be just normal dreams...I had many about you, if you wanted to know..." she had to say, and the smirk in her voice only told different from her innocent smile. She was being an absolute tease.

"Oh, my gosh..." You blushed deeply, going off into the crook of her neck to hide, just a little.

But the thoughts were starting to get to you, and you were starting to feel too warm sitting in the spot at her neck. "...So are you saying your sleep was good then?" you asked, peeking out slightly.

"It was amazing," Taylor responded easily, laughing softly at your entirely flushed face that she could see.

She bit her lip when you groaned and covered your face with your hands. "But well...I don't think I can go to sleep anymore," Taylor adds, gently taking your hands to lower them down, wanting to see you.

You raised your eyebrows. "Why? 'Cause you have me next to you now in real time?" you teased back, and she stifled a giggle, although leaned in for a soft kiss to the tip of your nose.

"That too. I wouldn't wanna be anywhere else. But...my mind's also had enough time resting," she said softly, her thumb rubbing at your back. A small motion, but enough to be known.

"Just means more cuddles for me," you whispered, making her smile above, and you both relished in lazing yourselves just a little more.

The bed was warm, and comfy. Taylor was something that you could just cuddle up to without her minding how close you got. In fact, encouraging you by pulling you closer. And she murmured sweet nothings each time, gentle kisses and squeezes in return.

There was no cats in the room this morning. They sure would have loved playing with the dangling covers off the edge of the bed.

But you loved just being there with her, even with the early time. And she was glad to have the entire day off.

Soon, you leaned up, just ever so slightly, turning to have yourself at the side of her head. "What do you say...we go to the beach early today?" you whispered into her ear, looking into her eyes afterwards. A smile was already spreading across her lips, and she nodded eagerly.

"We can watch the sunrise, and I can bring my polaroid," she said, not caring the time at all, since the two of you were already awake and having energy.

— by the beach...

You had your hand just a little out the open car window, and the wind blew in your hair as you took in the breeze.

Taylor caught your gaze from the side, and smiled. Her hand was resting on the steering wheel, relaxed as she drove.

She could only wish that she was able to have more focus on the double task of taking a picture of you, and keeping her eyesthe roads right now. But the only thing she managed to do was keep one hand on the wheel, and snap one picture pointed at you, without knowing if she got it in the correct angle.

You felt the flash, and raised your eyebrows, seeing the polaroid film slowly slide out from its spot from the camera, and you couldn't help but giggle.

"Tay...you're driving," you pointed out, but helped her gently take the polaroid photo out, and you laid it face down to let it develop the picture.

"Multitasking skills, baby," she said, putting the camera down as she continued focusing on the roads. Thank god no one was actually up driving this early in the morning. The sun wasn't up yet, but the skies were slowly lightening in the coming of dawn.

After a few more minutes, you checked back on the photo, and saw yourself smiling in it, looking forward to the front of the car's view. "Oh, wow, you actually got me centered...this might actually be perfect," you murmured.

Her eyes brightened, and she was pulling in to the parking area of the beach, which was very much empty with all the space you ever wished for. "Let me see." She turned to you. You gave the picture to her, and a smile quickly came up on her face.

"You see!! Multitasking skills!!" she boasted slightly, flipping the picture to show it to you as if you didn't just see it yourself, and you laughed. But she kept the photo close to her heart, then stored it to the sun visor compartment above her head.

You shook your head gently. You were sure there was possibly ton in the dashboard already. Or anywhere that she could store it.

Not that you minded. It was adorable, and you'd love to see all the places she ever put them at. Once you both made sure you got everything, you were soon making your way out to the beach.

Taylor held the polaroid camera, alongside sunscreen and a beach towel for you both to use. You had a bag that had some sandwiches and such within, since you two didn't catch breakfast beforehand.

The sun was barely even up, so you doubted you needed a lot of sunscreen. The seagulls were certainly up and about already though, roaming the sands and the air, with their small sounds. You only hoped the food will be safe.

The air was free feeling, and familiar in just the ways you liked it. The distant waves were coming in more calmly than usual.

You both found a spot to sit at eventually, somewhere near the shadow of a tree.

She settles the beach towel on the sand for you both to lay down on, but you only put the bag of foods upon it first so the wind didn't take it away, and you both could take a small walk without any weight of the itemd upon either of you.

When you looked up, you saw something. "Look," you say, pointing towards the branch of the tree near you both. It had a kite stuck on it, the colors clear as day; the pride flag, with the trans stripes and queer flag going in a triangle-like manner.

Taylor smiled softly. "We picked the right spot then," she says, looking back at you. You nod, and went closer to her, where she decided to slip her hand in yours.

The sand sunk beneath your feet as you both walked, leaving footprints only marked by the two of you that the wind would possibly let fade away later on. But still, it was grains of sands you touched.

You walked right near the water, with her having taken the waves side. Her other hand held the camera. You definitely noted it down as her not going in for a swim just yet, with the electrical device not being the safest of things to bring.

It was peaceful. Until you suddenly felt a splash on your legs from her foot doing a gentle motion from the water in aim to you, and you yelped.

"Hey!" you called her out, and she laughed, but her eyes widened the moment you splashed back to her, which made her panickly step away with a squeal.

"I have a camera! You can't attack me yet." You giggled, shaking your head, and she sighed in relief as you both continued walking on.

Soon, she stopped, and thought it was perfect for a picture, as the sun looked like it was melting across the blue water, making the red, yellow, and deep blues of the sunrise come in full bloom.

She took a picture of you first, then the two of you together in a selfie, with a sweet kiss somewhere in there. It was either an adorable picture, or a shadow that still showed the two of you in your early morning love, enjoying the sunrise at the beach.

The waves were moving the sand gently with it, bringing in either random things, or tiny shells along the way.

You looked down as you walked, taking in the ground beneath you, until you crouched down and decided to pick some shells up, making sure it wasn't any duplicates that you already had at home, or the common looking ones.

Taylor noticed, and smiled, her heart warming at the sight. She joined in with a careful eye, and with her luck, she found some bigger, rare ones that you were trying to find.

You gasped in particular at a large cerith she found that was the size of her hand. You got a pretty moon snail shell in the meanwhile though. So, it was a win for you both.

Once you called off the shell searching, with your hand definitely full, although of course, still leaving plenty for the beach and ocean, you lowered near the water to start holding them out, while making sure to keep them in your palms safely.

Taylor did the same, cleaning out the sand off the shells with you, and she looked at you with a gentle smile.

You giggled, and stood when you were done. The shells were shinier, and showed their original colors much more. Taylor leaned in with a mesmerized expression, taking a quick picture of it the best she could, with one hand

She was thankful the shells were going into your pocket. Hers had all the polaroid photos in them in the meanwhile. Of course, both of you had two pockets, but she couldn't risk getting water in hers from accidentally putting it in the wrong side.

By the time you went back to your beach towel that was laid down earlier, the sun was higher, and you were grateful for the tree's shadow.

You sat down with Taylor joining in beside you, and the bag of food was still safe in the plastic, without the seagulls interrupting either.

You relaxed a bit more. The side of your head rested against her shoulder as you took it all in.

The sea breeze. The feel of her arm going around you. How everything was just perfect.

She leaned in a little more, having kept her eyes on you, rather than the pretty scenery of the beach. "...Do you want to post it now?" she asked in a whisper.

You opened your eyes again, slowly, and looked at her. "...Yeah." The both of you shared reassuring smiles at each other, and she nodded.

Her hand goes for her phone sitting in her pocket, the polaroid camera having been put down safely, and away from the sand.

She turns on her phone, and opened up instagram, creating a post with you. You chose the photos together, finding the cutest and most important ones. Quite, the picture of you with her cats especially.

You made sure not to include a beach photo just yet, so you both could still keep on with your private morning at the somewhat secluded spot. That was for another day for now.

"Ready?" Taylor asks, looking at you. She had the caption ready, and you had your own phone open too, with your own post. It had somewhat matching wordings, with each to your own little flourishes.

You find her eyes, and nod, having your thumb already hovering over the post button, and she took a deep breath in.

It had been months, weeks and days since anyone was waiting for such news. Or speculating. Or simply saw you both, and just wished you would get together. Little did they know.

You pressed the button in time with her. The post loaded for a bit, before it was done and out on the internet for the both of you. You let go of a breath you didn't even realize you were holding too.

"Okay...its posted," she whispered, deciding to turn off her phone and put it face down, with it silenced, then turned to you.

"We're completely revealed to the world now..." you breathed out, a smile growing on your face, even as your heart beat felt like it was going up. She took your hand in hers to give a kiss to your knuckles, then swiped her thumb over it in reassurance.

"And I love it," she says, searching your eyes. It held the same shine that hers had. And it certainly wasn't from the light of the sun, considering she was starting to block it from you.

"Me too." You couldn't even care just yet what anyone else or the fans would even think about the both of you. Right now you had her, and you certainly weren't about to lose the moment. Instead, you're losing yourself in the moment.

She leaned in more to softly give a kiss to your lips, and you returned it with just as much love and endearment.

Her hand travels up your arms, fingertips sliding across your skin like the ghost of the wind, and her knee gently found its spot in between your legs, careful to keep it there without force, and giving you space enough to pull away.

A shiver gently went down your spine, and you simply let her stay with you like that, your body subconsciously laying down instead of sitting.

"I love you..." she whispered against your lips, a slip of her tongue brushing by just for a mere moment, it made you absolutely melt into her mercy.

Once you were able to breathe enough from the kiss, and get your mind to register her words, you replied back. "Love you more."

She smiled softly, noticing that certain quirk of yours you always seemed to speak out each time. You could feel her lips travel down the column of your throat and your neck, all as you tilted your head.

"Not possible," she added, with a gentle nip down upon your skin, and you couldn't really protest or resist back in love, due to her knowing ways of how to get you to freeze up.

"Baby..." you breathed. The sky wasn't much to focus on anymore, despite it brightening. You could see her blonde strands through the wind, and feel her touch fill your senses. "Shh."

Something inside you wanted to look around. Another thing inside you couldn't care less. Taylor just kept moving slowly.

Her stomach pressed against yours, alongside any other body part. Legs brushing or making contact in any way it could, fingertips teasing more to your sides.

The next thing you knew, her voice was leading with the dizzying feeling of being near your ear. "We're all alone. it's okay," the reassurance fell quietly from her lips; like the sweetness she always manages to give you.

...and her hands moved lower, all as her body covered any possible eyes from viewing. It was definitely a way to celebrate the two of you clearly out with an actual title together on the internet.

"I'm gonna love you forever."

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dawnoftime22 · 1 month ago

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hello, i have a request for Taylor Swift 😊

reader is upset cause they feel betrayed by their close friends (maybe they weren't invited to a party or something) and since Taylor have been there before she comforts the reader and they spend the day together playing games or something so the reader forgets about it?

also can Taylor sing to comfort Reader? 🥺 i love it when she sings for us hehe

safe & sound.

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Warnings: reader overthinking, a lot! please be warned and take care of yourself<3 R's friends betraying

Summary: When you find out the way you're suddenly treated by the people you're closest with, Taylor spends her time trying to comfort you in the ways she knows how to.

Word Count: 6.1k

Category: fluff

A/N: I feel like my writing is only growing in word count...I swear thats not me pushing, I just try to finish the story!! I reaally really hope you enjoy this, and it brings you all the comfort you need<3

| Started on 19/05/2025, 2:28 PM |

| Finished on 30/05/2025, 6:53 AM |

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“Look at the stars. Look how they shine for you...and all the things that you do.”

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You were in the living room when you found out.

The space was quiet, save from the way the sink had water running down, and clinks were coming along beside it as Taylor washed the dishes. The time was 3:24 PM. You just had lunch together, spent rightfully with comfort, and love.

Now, you were sitting on the couch, legs up, touching your clothed stomach, and you were staring down at the screen of your phone. Upon it, you saw an instagram post from one of your friends right at the homescreen.

It was great. It was peaceful. You were having such a good day...until the photos and videos hit you like a trainwreck crashing into the sunshine. It made everything falter with its lightness.

Your lips tightened as they pressed together. You shouldn't have, but you did. It almost seemed animated as you went through the instagram stories, read the comments on the posts, and you saw all the smiles, and the laughter. It was like watching a movie far away from your life

You heard the way they had fun with their mini games and conversations without any care in the world. Like none of it mattered. Sitting casually. Like you didn't matter.

Its not like you felt like the world spun around the idea of you of course, but it didn't mean it didn't hurt. They had gone forth without a heads up, and that felt like the worst kind of a quiet betrayal. There was a possibility that they thought of how you seemed to leave nearly each time, how overwhelmed you were, but something about it brought your sense of mind a certain pain.

Then you started to wonder if they had even thought about you at all, or if they completely forgot. And in some way, that felt...acceptable. Just acceptable. Not better, not worse, but something you could take.

The thoughts and questions made you reel back and forth, as if you were pacing the room without moving, and you swallowed.

Slowly, you clicked the power button at the side of your phone, and the screen faded to nothing as you set it down.

It's not like the emotional feelings were walking all over you, or that it felt like waves crashing over. Being pricked by a cactus would be something to describe it, perhaps. Yet, still, you wrapped your arms around your legs, and rested your chin against your knees. The carpet seemed like the next interesting thing in the room.

It was just a party. A stupid party. It shouldn't bite you this much, but for some reason it did—because in a way, it confirmed your biggest fear in a hard, rough truth;...that no one really wanted you at all. Your presence, your quietness, everything about you. Whatever point of evidencr it was of yourself that made people pull away. It was a reason to hold up whenever you found it.

Your jaw tightened, but it was your teeth pressing together, not clenching. It was in frustration that was either to yourself, or the people you were close with. You weren't sure. It's not like they were at fault. At all. Right? Just...your own problems to deal with that they don't want.

It wasn't long until the couch had the smallest little dip in it. Beside you, Taylor had come to sit with a sweet looking Meredith, having brought her along in her hands for the kitty to curl up in her lap.

She looks at you, seeing the way that you had your legs tucked in close to yourself, protectively, within the circulation of your arms. You had your eyes on the floor, clearly deep in the depths of your mind. It had been like that since she made her decision to go to you.

Until you turned your head to look at her to catch her sight, she would have been smiling, if not for the frown that seemed to shape on your lips.

And that only made you feel like hiding more; that her raising of a joy had faltered, all in simply seeing the slightest of oddities in your behaviour, because she knew you well enough to see everything you hadn't even spoken about. You weren't sure what to feel about it when you were already knee deep into guilt. There was no telling if it's already swallowed you whole or still waiting either.

But to Taylor, the concern came climbing up on her heart, knowing all too well that the many times you've spaced out before was in reason to getting caught up in a web of worries.

She took a moment to just see you, search your eyes for anything that she could find and recognize, but it wasn't long until she set Meredith down gently beside you both instead. Her body moved closer to you in a careful shift.

"...Are you okay?" she asks. For a second, you cracked, just a little. It was like she breathed on glass that was vulnerable to break from anything, even when she didn't mean any harm.

You tried resisting it, but your frown only got deeper, more emotional, and you leaned in more into her instantly.

She had her arms wrapped around you without another second to spare, bringing you closer to her chest. You could hear the soothing shushing that came from her lips as she does.

Nothing urged you to talk about it. There wasn't any willing want in your heart either. Everything had seemed to just overwhelm you, all at once like that giant wave going down, and it wasn't good. It wasn't relief, it wasn't realization, just something that could knock you down and never let you get back up.

Her warm embrace felt safe, similar in hand to a gentle song surrounding you in its comfort. "What's wrong, baby?" she asked in softness.

You looked into her eyes. "I...it's...just..." you were about to start, but then gave out to the distress in your mind instead of continuing. "It's nothing," the words slipped out your mouth, uttered like a truth, but draped over with a white lie.

Taylor didn't take that. She didn't want to, and she certainly wouldn't want you to get away with shutting down. "Hey..."

She keeps her gentle tone even as she continued. "Hey, you know you can tell me anything, right? No judgement...no expectations." Her hand brushed against your back in a small comforting way, giving that bit of affection that always seemed to make your nerves ease, even if it was just a little.

You bit your lip deeply after a short sigh out. With a gentle pull on the pinkish skin, you tasted copper against your tongue, although there was no red. Taylor tilted her head just enough to see you.

When she sees the smallest tatter on the skin, a soft breath escapes her, and she reaches up carefully to brush her thumb over your lip so your instincts let it go.

Taylor was patient. You knew it. She always was. But you felt like no words could escape your mouth—like your brain had gotten that overload to where it would just shut down, and none of it was for you to blame because you did want to speak. So, you only frowned, looking to her shoulder in guilt.

You stayed there in decision for just a moment, but it didn't take long for you to grab your phone again.

It unlocked once the password was put in, and you held it out for her take. It was still in the same app as you left it earlier.

She looked at you, then your phone, only getting more concerned, but her hand carefully took it from your hold to see what it was. As soon as her eyes land on the screen, she realized that it was a post from one of your friends.

"Probably having fun," you mumbled out beside her, having gone to curl up and hug your legs once more. She scrolls down further, seeing the caption and the date that it was posted on, which was just an hour or two ago.

She blinked, trying to process it, but it didn't take her long. Her expressions soon soften, and she let her shoulders lower when she's picked all the pieces of the unspoken puzzle. "...Oh...baby," she breathed out, looking at you again.

Her arms brought you closer again, giving you warmth as she put the phone back down. Meredith was purring beside you both, despite the emotional rise.

"Did they...ever...tell you? Or ask?" Taylor looked down at you, and you didn't capture her eyes, but she definitely saw the small little sadness in your pupils, both because of whats happened, and the branches of overthinking going on in your mind.

You shook your head just a little, which causes a small quietness to cover over the both of you.

She only gazed at you with doubled care, if possible, and she moved to get more comfortable before opening her arms up for you.

"Come here..." she urged gently. You hesitated, but you couldn't really resist, going closer to feel the warmth that she provided, all as you hid into her chest.

"Just stay for a while."

She breathed slowly, lowering herself more to rest herself against your hair.

It was just that. Taylor holding you for a quiet moment, giving a pause and break from all the emotional things going on. It felt like she could take away all your problems by just...being her. Being with you.

You closed your eyes at the rush of the warm aid to your feelings, and you had to tighten your embrace just a little more in reponse.

"...It's okay," she whispered. Her lips brushed just ever so slightly at your ear as she glides up for a soft kiss on the side of your head.

"...I know, it's difficult, seeing that. And it's not something you can just...brush away and forget." You let her words drift in your mind, processing, but you couldn't really figure out how to say anything back.

You didn't need to, anyway. The way she held you was enough for words to be far from the true comfort touch could give.

A pause goes by. She leans back, then put her finger right below your chin, wanting you to look up at her. "But you should know...you didn't do anything to make them pull back. If you didn't get invited, thats on them, not you."

You sighed out softly, eyes traveling down. "I don't know...I just...maybe they thought I get overwhelmed way too many times, so they just thought...not telling me would make it less complicated, or...or worse, they forgot."

She searched your face, trying to see everything held back under the surface. "Baby...it was a little mean of them for not telling you. And if they did think about it...some kind of acknowledgement would have been better too. Gentle acknowledgement."

"Like, anyone with half the logic I have, would realize that acting casual and going quiet is bad, but posting it on instagram, when knowing full well that you could see their posts?" She shook her head in a small frustration for you.

For a while, there was quietness, and Taylor was taking your last reason into consideration next. Not that she really needed to, as the answer could be obvious for anyone.

"And if they forgot...then I don't know if they're really counted as your close friends, sweetheart," Taylor whispered, giving you that gentleness thats always needed when saying such words, and your eyes flickered to her. Although filled with hurt, there was a certain knowing look in your expressions.

"But what if its not intentional?" you tried to reason, to think of it in another perspective in a way to help your mind. Which, was slowly getting caught up in clusters of messes.

She sighed softly, her expressions softening along with her words. "Okay...there's multiple of them, right?" she asked. You hesitated, but gave a small, gentle nod.

"At least one of them should have cared enough to ask, or just speak up and tell you about it," she said, her hand carefully going up, and brushing your hair with her fingers. You thought it through, then slumped a little into her as the words started to register.

She felt your fingers furling into her shirt. You were closing your eyes as if it could make it any better. "It's just...like...I...wish I wasn't like this, Tay." You looked up to catch her gaze, eyes vulnerable. The words were spilled out slow, but fast at the same time, mixed with hesitation, and wanting to get it all over with.

Your lips tightened. "Like, what if I'm just gonna be this...stupid sensitive thing that everyone always sees? I don't fit...parties. I never did," you say, tumbling it all out completely like it didn't seem to be the most offensive thing if someone else had spewed that out to you.

Taylor swallowed gently, then slowly shook her head. "...No..." she whispered back, and as much as it was quiet, her voice held genuine firmness enough to be holding you together.

"Baby, no..." the next words were breathed out, and she pulled you even closer, leaning in for a soft kiss on your temple.

"Listen. You are not...a 'stupid sensitive thing', you are a person. You have a beautiful mind, and it needs the care that most people don't...seem to want to acknowledge." Her words made you try to swallow the lump forming in your throat.

She takes a deep breath in, sighing out as she leaned back. "Do you wanna know what I think?" Her blue eyes caught on yours once again. Her fingers were splayed out on your back, but not gripping the fabric like you were with her shirt. You were waiting. She was willing to give it all to you. The perspective she had, and the tenderness in her care.

"I think...that you love the quieter, and simpler moments," she whispered, her free hand pushing back some of your hair. "And I think thats...perfect already, for who you are." A gentle touch was felt when her hand goes back down, resting on your knee.

You couldn't help it. Her voice was reaching out easily to you, and through the battle of your mind, it was all going down already. But in the moment, you looked down, finding her palm to trace the light lines upon it.

She tilts her head, a small smile curving her lips when she noticed, but she continues. "...I know your brain might not like it, and it might fight with it just because you think you should like more entertaining things...but sweetheart, your heart is already content with comfort, and definitely prefers it a whole lot more."

You bit your lip, but didn't do any damage this time, your hand turning into a loose fist against her palm. "But I don't wanna be careful." She felt the brush of your knuckles, and her hand simply held it, embracing in the language of hands. A hug, without arms wrapped around bodies.

"I know...but thats what you need," she whispered back, glancing to your hand, and she unfurls your fingers to slip hers through, intertwining, before looking back at you to keep eye contact again.

"Thats what you deserve. Gentleness. Care. And why would I ever want you to be left feeling overwhelmed?" she asked. yoirs shoulders went down slightly in defeat of your body.

Her face softens. "It's not fun when you see me being overwhelmed over work, right?" Your brain clicked in her point, and there was that look of realization that she's been trying to reach.

"No..." your voice was small, but either way, she still heard it, and saw the way your lips moved in admittance, which had her breathing out in gentle relief.

"Exactly, baby," she murmured, leaning in close so she could brush your noses in a gentle nuzzle for making it through the hard part.

You didn't want to say it, add in another thing, but it bubbled up your throat to go past your lips. "...But...I...I just...ruin it for you when we do go to parties."

Her look didn't contain any frustration, or anger at the added in worry, but just more worry and affection instead. She shook her head gently, insistently almost, and her eyes were sweet in love and care.

"I know you can get overwhelmed really easily. Okay? But listen, you could never. ruin. a single. thing." Your lips were parting to speak up, but her finger gently stopped you before you could.

"I'm not done, shhh..." You giggled, just ever so slightly, and her heart lightened at the small sound of joy. "You're my whole...entire world. Above anything else, you're my priority."

"It doesn't matter if you feel like you wanna cry, or hide away, or just have some spot to sit at. You can have all that, and I'll always be here to hold your hand, or to just hold you exactly like this," she says, having brought you up to her chest all over again, even tighter this time, feeling like a teddy bear hugging you.

She kissed the top of your head. "You deserve a break whenever you need it, baby. It doesn't make you any less of a human being. In fact it only makes you more, okay? Because yes, of course, some of these people can go through these parties somehow, and I can too, but it doesn't mean I haven't gotten overwhelmed myself either."

She was going into a ramble of her own really, but you simply listened, in admiration, and trying to get it all engraved in your mind.

A sigh left her lips as she caught her breath for a moment. "It's something thats...normal. It doesn't seem like it, and for some reason other people don't think it is. But...everyone always has their own levels of sensitivities to certain things."

You leaned into her more, burying your face into her chest, and finding home somewhere near her collarbone, steady with the feel of her heartbeat.

She rests her cheek against your hair, nearly squishing herself against you as her fingers trailed down your spine. "...We don't have to go to parties...you know? There's other things we could do."

"Like us, cuddling right now...there's no need for all the...loud and fun thingies," she murmured, giving a small squeeze, and you let out a small giggle at the end of her sentence.

She joined in with a small smile and a chuckle herself, nuzzling into your neck, but pulling back afterwards. Her hands go up to cup your face, holding you like you were something precious.

"I...see you as the most...kind, loving soul...and thats exactly why I love you," she whispered. Your eyes reflected the absolute affection that she had in hers.

"I also love that side of you that needs the special care it craves, and I want to give it the gentleness it deserves." Now you know why you fell for her in the first place. Her absolute adorable way of loving you, and her need to reaffirm that one thought in her mind that seemed to always linger.

"...Thank you..." you said it under your breath, your words faltering slightly in the midst of an emotional burst your heart just got from whatever magic she put.

"I love you so much." You leaned into her, mumbling, and nuzzling into her hands that held your face.

She giggled, about to practically melt at the sight and the soft touch. She goes closer, brushing her lips first before capturing you into a sweet kiss. "...I love you too."

It lingers, even as you both pull away, and her hands slip to go loosely by the nape of your neck. You could still feel the warmth and softness of her lips.

She looked into your eyes. Not analyzing, not searching, just seeing the shine in them that she always loved to see whenever you were in moments like this.

"You know what?" she says suddenly. You gazed, curiosity striking up to fill your senses at her change of tone for a possible idea.

"We can do something better. Better than...partying, or hanging out with random people, friends of friends. We can have our own fun, sweetheart." A smile was growing on her face, getting bigger and showing her cute teeth with one that had gotten chipped just the smallest bit. She was planning on getting it fixed. You remember.

When you reel your mind back from the distraction so you could sink back into reality, you hear the last of her sentence; "And it doesn't even have to be anything crazy, it can still be fun even with some calmness."

You raised your eyebrows, in question of what exactly she had in mind, and she grinned.

"So...how about...we get off of this couch...and go to our room, and play some Minecraft with you sitting right in my lap? So I can cuddle and kiss you without leaning over to my side..." she suggests, and if the idea of the scene wasn't enough for her, the way your face lit up at it was even more of a love attack to her heart.

Then, you looked down to the cat beside you both, who's either been listening in on the conversation, or napping. "Can we bring Meredith...?"

She giggles wholeheartedly, her head gently tilting as she did. "Yes, we can bring Meredith, baby..."

You silently cheered on the inside, the big smile on your face showing it all as you carefully picked the cat up and stood, bringing Taylor with you by your other hand.

She didn't mind it at all, and loved how fast you agreed to simply play a video game with her.

Your shared footsteps on the wooden flooring was gentle, albeit with some creaks sounding out, it only showed that the house was lived in by the two of you.

As soon as you arrived, you carefully hand Meredith over to Taylor, who blinked, having taken her from you out of instinct. But she saw the excitement visible from you.

She watched you with affection in her gaze, and moved to sit down on the bed, getting comfortable by the center of the pillows, and set down Meredith beside her.

You turned on the tv with the remote, then grabbed the controllers for both of you, and you soon joined her on the bed.

The console turned on with a gentle beep once you pressed the main button on your controller, and you leaned into Taylor with a soft sigh.

She tilted her head, but then smiled as she gently pulled you in, bringing you up to settle in her lap, and your lips parted in surprise.

Then a small, light blush overtook you as you glanced at her over your shoulder. She stifled a small giggle, having kept her promise from earlier that you had either forgotten, or hesitated on accepting.

You decided to have Meredith in your lap too, practically looking like some three layer cake stacked on each other. Taylor smiled widely, reaching over to hold you, and at times petting Meredith.

You went through the games on the homescreen before eventually finding Minecraft, just like she suggested, and you leaned your back against her front as the game loaded up.

She connected her own controller, feeling the textured joysticks and getting herself familiar to the controls again.

Once you've made a new world, you used the splitscreen mode so she could join, and you soon saw her character ingame.

She had a skin that looked exactly like her, although wearing overalls, and shoes that matched your skin's.

You both started gathering wood, and all the materials needed for a house when you found a beautiful little spot for it. Of course, not forgetting to grab beds for the mobs spawning in the nighttime.

It was all going well, and you even had a nether ruin portal nearby with only one block missing, which was in the chest. An easy access to the underworld.

You had adventured out a little, finding biomes all around and collecting different types of wood for the house until you were content. There were villages with cats that Taylor was already taming, and a swamp with a witch's hut.

You were up tall on the walls of your shared house as you built, carefully crouching your character, and Taylor was sorting out the items in the chest.

She had already told you that she was planning on going mining when she spots something out the front of your home.

"Oh my god, baby, look," she urged, having stopped on her journey out as she heard a sound and looked up.

You hummed, turning your view to where Taylor was looking ingame, then blinked at the sight. "When did we have a frog here?" you asked, seeing it making itself home right at the path of your house.

"I think you left it, from when you were going to make that farm thing?" She responded in question, unsure as she was trying to remember back from the hour before.

The random situation clicked in your brain, and you relaxed into her. "Ohhh...right, to get the froglight blocks...oops."

"The frog kinda took froglights too literally..." Taylor mumbled gently, as the frog was standing atop the lamppost you had done together. It looked all high and mighty, and you laughed.

She giggled softly too, and that made the cat in your lap open its eyes in curiosity of the slight shaking. Or, it thought you two were purring cats of your own.

"Okay, I'm gonna go mining now..." Taylor murmured, continuing to walk away, and you took a peek.

"Stay safe, baby," you noted, continuing your building as you do. There were meows within the game, and that had Meredith staring at the screen.

Taylor leaned forward, giving a soft kiss to the side of your head. "Love you," she whispered. You flushed gently, feeling your shoulders go ever so slightly upwards at the sudden affection.

"Love you too...and I'm still right next to you. You're not going mining in real life," you said to her, looking at her eyes. They had their corners crinkled, adorably mixed in with her nose scrunched up too.

"I know, I just wanted to kiss you." She leaned in closer. You had an even wider smile than before, giggling as you meet her in a sweet kiss upon the lips.

When you pulled away, she rested her chin on your shoulder, adorable and comfortable there. You both had gone on to your own tasks, and a quiet peacefulness settled in the atmosphere.

She was travelling the dark caves until—"Oh my god!!?" she exclaimed. Your eyes went to her side of the screen, and a large gasp came from your mouth as you saw her getting blown up by a creeper.

The death message came up, and you blinked at first, but then bursted into fits of giggles, laughter sparkling up the area and her heart like none other.

She joined in giggling beside you, all while pressing respawn to go quickly retrieve her stuff back before it could disappear.

"Gosh, these creepers..." she murmured out softly, sighing as she tries to make her way back to whichever cave she let herself wander into.

You heard another explosion, but nearby the house this time, which could only mean that she had gotten another creeper attack.

You had to resist from laughing again as you saw her staring up at you in the game, catching your gaze. Somehow she hadn't died. "Baby...are you okay??"

"Yeah! Yes...just...I have a creeper curse now. Which is great, exactly what I wanted for mining...three of them jumped from behind me!" she says, rambling slightly.

"Light up the place more, sweetheart. And get a shield, if you haven't..." You let one of your hands trail down to her arm to give a comforting rub, and she pouted.

"I have...they just come out of nowhere!" You could see the shape of her lips in the corner of your eye, above your shoulder still, and you couldn't hold back a smile.

"Well...they are called creepers..." you whispered, the old pun within the sentence being very obvious, and she laughed softly once again. "Shush..."

Little gentle sounds played as she picked up her items again, getting them secured into her inventory. "Our iron and diamonds are safe, thankfully."

You cheered gently, and finished up the last of the house you were building. She was coming back, running across the grass and grabbing some food for the both of you in the midst of it.

Once she arrived, she saw the house that you've been working on, and stayed admiring it for a moment. "That house looks beautiful, baby," she whispered near your ear.

You smiled softly, feeling your heart warm up at her compliment. "Thank you...I need some good boots though, I keep falling."

She gave a soft kiss somewhere on your skin. "Yes, you love falling while building. I'll get you some. Enchanted too, maybe..." she murmured, trailing off. She was wanting to give you the best of gifts, and you had to catch your heart from entirely bursting.

By the hours that passed, and a mealtime going by too, you two soon had the tv off, bodies in comfy clothing, and you were settling into bed for the night.

You went in first, getting comfortable on the soft mattress. Taylor joins in slowly behind you, laying down on her side of the pillows, even if it didn't matter, since you both would always get in each other's sides, cuddling.

Her arms circled themselves around your waist, and she pulls you closer. You turned around so you could see her.

It was gentle as you leaned in, breathing in her scent and burrowing yourself into her. She felt that fuzzy, gentle feeling within her, her nose brushing against your hair in the meanwhile.

With a breath, you adjusted yourself more, deciding to rest your cheek against her chest. For a bit, you tilt your head up to catch her gaze down on you, and you search her eyes with carefulness. "...Do you know how much I appreciate you?"

A smile grew upon her lips, and she moved to intertwine your legs below. "Maybe now I do...but I kind of see it every day. When you kiss me...or look into my eyes..." she whispered.

This was as close as you could possibly be with her, all warm and snuggled up. She then went to give your nose a small, tiny little boop. "And I'm just as grateful to have you, sweetheart..."

Your heart was full of what the sunshine would feel like in the mornings, and you took in the moment, simply going quiet again and cuddling.

It was the time to fall to slumber. Definitely. But you were only blinking, eyes open, and even if you let them fall to a close, it would be pointless. A staring contest with the darkness without drifting away.

And so, a gentle sigh escapes you. "Tay..." you whispered, and that made you have her loving attention once more.

"Mmn?" she responded, having been gently running her hands through your hair. The cats weren't in bed this time around. It was just you, and her, and nothing else.

"...I dunno if I can sleep," you murmured, looking up at her once more. There was just that second of admiring her, to feel the rise and falls of her chest for just a bit.

She hums softly in thought, hands mindlessly gliding down to your arm. "What do you wanna do then?"

"...Sleep..." you responded back, in that sleepy tone she loved. She giggled, hugging you closer. "I know, baby. I mean, do you wanna...watch a movie...talk...or...?"

"Mmn." You gently squished your cheek against her slightly, and Taylor could feel the small pressure on her chest.

Then, you breathed in softly. "Can you...um...will yooouu..." your word was elongated in both hesitation and trying to find the right way of saying it, fingers fiddling with the fabric of her shirt.

She waits patiently, her lip caught in her teeth ever so gently, and there was a small raise in her brows.

You took a deeper breath next. "Can you maybe, sing to me? Maybe?" the words spilt out soon enough, and Taylor gazed down at you to see the glimmer in your eyes that had hopes and nerves.

"You don't have to, its just..." you shook your head, a sigh escaping as you hug her closer again.

She goes to gently pause you before you could speak any further. "Baby...of course I'll sing for you," she easily said.

"Do you know how cute you are?" Taylor whispered, stifling a small, sweet laugh, and a warm blush was making its way up your cheeks.

She shifted slightly to get more comfortable, her cheek against the pillow while parts of her skin also brushed against your hair still. "Mmn...what are some lullabies I know of..."

You waited patiently, not wanting to push, but also hoping for one thing. Just one special thing.

The air in the room was gentle, and it was quiet. Only the AC had a small noise, and her breaths were right next to you.

Then, she smiles, giving you that softest, most comforting look that she always had. She didn't take long. A starting was slowly coming around, and her humming rose up quietly in the hushed room.

"...I remember tears streaming down your face when I said I'll never let you go." she whispered, the gentle melody in her voice following along.

She had her hands moving gently, fingers going to thread through your hair like it was her second nature to do, and most times, it was.

"When all those shadows almost killed your light..."

"I remember you said, 'Don't leave me here alone'..."

"But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight." You could hear her heartbeat to where you were at her chest, and it was matching in tenderness of the music.

"Just close your eyes..." She went to have her hand hovering right above your forehead, gliding down gently to make you close your eyes, and you giggled. It made her falter her singing slightly to join you in a small, quiet chuckle, but she continues.

"The sun is going down...you'll be alright." You nuzzle more into her, letting out a sigh in relief. Her hand travels to your back, and she sneaks in a sweet kiss to your forehead with her very own nuzzle.

"No one can hurt you now."

"Come morning light..."

"You and I'll be safe...and...sound." Once the chorus goes down, her voice goes back down to a hum, and it was working. The drowsiness was settling in.

"Don't you dare look out your window, darlin', everything's on fire..."

"The war outside our door keeps ragin' on..."

"Hold on to this lullaby." You could feel your eyes starting to get droopy, and it was getting difficult to keep yourself awake just to hear her sing.

But by the time you closed your eyes again, there was no resisting in surrendering yourself over to the peaceful slumber.

"Even when the music's gone..." She looks down, a small raise of affection in her lips as she notices. "Gone..."

Then, she starts humming softly, following the gentle melody she remembers from the many times she's played it, both to you, to an audience, and when she first produced the song. But the most points that had gotten the record on that song, was you. And she adored it just as much as you did.

She does so until she decides its long enough of a melody for your mind to be at peace, and your gentle expressions showed so.

Only her breaths sounded out next, and she was closing her eyes, too. She was content with being intertwined with you, feeling your body's warmth like the light of the sun.

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