Taylor Swift Imagines

Taylor's Version

You've been dating with Taylor a couple months now and everything's been perfect. You've felt a strong, deep connection with her, you could talk about everything and anything, you could be yourself and finally, after all those years and all those toxic relationships, you've felt truly alive, and happy.

Since she had a few days off (that you had been yearning for) you decided to sleep at her house. You couldn't be happier about the fact that you finally had some alone time with Taylor. She had been working a lot in the past few weeks, re-recording her albums was a lot of work but you couldn't be happier for her (and, of course, you couldn't be more excited to hear the new versions of the songs).

You remembered the first re-recorded album oh so well. You were in the beginning of your career as a singer, you've just got out of a bad relationship, so let's just say, the album helped you through a lot.

You've always looked up to Taylor, you admired her for her strength, for her courage. She was your role model as a teenager, she was the one who made you express your feelings through lyrics and songs. You truly adored her.

Taylor had no idea you were a fan, you've never mentioned it. When you first met, you tried to act like you don't know anything about her. You wanted to figure out the little details, you wanted to get to know her as a partner, as your partner.

So here you are at Taylor's room, looking for a T-shirt in her closet that you could wear for the night.

'Oh lord, you've been looking for a T-shirt there for like 20 minutes now' laughed Taylor while she was typing something on her phone.

'That's so not true, I'm just here, admiring all the cool rock and country band T-shirts you have. What's wrong with that?' you pouted.

'There's absolutely nothing wrong with that, love. Keep going' she smiled lovingly, now fully focusing on you. You smiled at her and turned your attention back to her clothes.

'Oh wow. Oh wow. You really are obsessed with yourself, Miss, aren't you?' you laughed as you held up one of Taylor's merch. It was a simple shirt with the cover of the Red TV album. 'I think I found the perfect one' with that, you sat down on the bed right where your girlfriend were lying and started to take of your dirty clothes.

It wasn't a big deal for you to change in front of Taylor, she has seen you naked before. Well, mostly when it was dark but you weren't shy around her.

'Oh. My. Fucking. God. You did not' Taylor covered her mouth with her right hand.

'What? What is it?' you were scared, you had no idea what was so shocking for Taylor.

Instead of answering, your girlfriend touched your ribs carefully with her fingers and that's when you put the picture together.

'No' you whined and covered your face with a pillow. You could feel the embarrassment rush over you.

'Oh my god' Taylor laughed.

'I can explain, okay?' you talked to the pillow.

'I'm all ears' your girlfriend continued laughing.

The reason behind Taylor's reaction was the tattoo on your ribs. You got it 3 years ago when Red (Taylor's version) was released. You didn't think too much of it back then, you thought it was funny and that's it. You looked at her and started to explain the meaning behind the body art.

'So uhm, when you dropped your version of Red and had that interview where you said 'when something says Taylor's version next to it, that means I own it'. I thought it would be funny to have a tattoo that says 'Taylor's version'. I mean, I have the biggest crush on you since I was 14, it was obvious to get it tattooed on my body.'

'You were a big fan of mine, huh?'

'Oh my gosh, if it isn't the consequences of my actions ...yes, yes I was. To be fully honest, I still am.'

Taylor smiled to herself. She thought it was funny but still extremely cute. And to tell the truth, she also found it sexy. She slowly pulled you down next to her and cuddled to you from behind.

'So, does it mean that your mine from now on?' she whispered and started hinting kisses on your neck.

Your cheeks turned red, you couldn't help but smile.

'If that's what you really want' you turned to face her.

'There's nothing I want more than that' she kissed you passionately. 'To be honest, it's better to see that on your ribs that it was seeing it next to my songs and on my album' she winked at you and you burst into laughter.

'I swear to god Taylor, if you make me fall in love with you even harder and then have the audacity to break up with me knowing that that tattoo is gonna be there for the rest of my life, I'm gonna kill you.' you laughed along with Tay.

'I wasn't planning on breaking up anytime soon. I have big plans with you, Swiftie' she kissed your forehead and for the rest of the night, she continued making little jokes about your tattoo.

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