Taylor Swift imagines▪️GXG▪️

Romantic moments pt.2

Y/n pov

Me and taylor were getting ready in our bathroom like usual, when I suddenly began to feel down on myself. As my gaze into the mirror went on for longer and longer, the hatred for my looks grew larger and larger. I know it isn't good to be self conscious but it's only natural, how could I not? The bright white lights lit up the large room entirely, and the mirror with fancy lights on the brim lit up my hateful expression entirely as well. "Love?", Taylor asked, bringing my attention away from my face. "Y-yes?", I stammered, quickly giving my uneasiness away. "C'mere", she said, and motioned for me to stand in front of her. I waddled over to her and she immedietly rested her arms around my waist. "You're so beautiful", she mumbled into my ear as she pepered kisses along my neck. "....And I love you so much", she added inbetween her sweet kisses along my bare shoulder. "I love you too, Tay", I sighed and placed my hand atop of hers. "Oh, I know", she chuckled and shifted my hair out of her way so she could kiss more of my skin.
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I fluttered my eyes open, quickly noticing it was still dark out due to the curtain-opened window. But that wasn't what caught my eye; it was taylor that did. I turned to my side so I could look at her face, she looked so calm and at peace. "I love you", I whispered to her sleeping figure. I knew she couldn't hear me, however, I did love her and I wanted to finally say it to her face. But my demeanor was quick to change, because I was taken by surprise. Taylor laughed and opened her eyes, then pulled me to straddle her lap. "I love you too, babygirl", she chuckled and kissed my wrist, which was holding onto her shoulder. "How- I thought you were asleep?!!?", I said shocked, but she just giggled. "So you love me when I'm sleeping but not awake??", she teased, "no, I do-I mean, I don't- I mean- I LOVE YOU.", I finally blurted out, "I love you too", she said back.
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As our breaths slowed down and our heart rate dropped, I felt Taylor's arms softly pull my body into hers. She smelt like roses, and her skin was softer than a cloud. But her touch-- her touch was magical. She made me feel safer than I've ever felt just by the touch of her skin to mine, and that was all I needed. My bare body felt safe completely wrapped up in hers, which was wondrous. Her soft breath fanning against my naked shoulder, her fingertips running up and down my arm, her front pressed up against my back. This was all I truely needed.
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