S.S.| A swiftie

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You were simply chilling in your kitchen. Cooking some dinner for you and your girlfriend Miss Sadie Sink.

Now you knew she was vegan and around her you felt the desire of becoming one yourself. A few months in, you noticed it's actually really good and not like everyone else says.

So now you were making some walnut-and-lentil-bolognese. You found the recipe in Google a few days ago and you thought it's perfect for the occasion.

You and Sadie had one year anniversary. A big night, huh?

And yet Sadie had to work that very same day... You were really really supportive for her job. You admired that she had found what she wants to do with her life at such a young age.

While you were cooking you turned on some music to dance and sing along with.

It happened to be your Taylor Swift album in Spotify and you can't say you minded at all. In fact you were a swiftie. You even watched the short movie All Too Well which your girlfriend played in.

You loved it

But you never told Sadie about it. I mean, before the title of Sadie Sink's girlfriend you were her fan. A huge fan. And you thought she already knew you had watched the movie.

So now thought the kitchen's speakers was playing 'You Belong With Me'.

Oh, I remember you driving to my house
In the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh
When you know you're 'bout to cry
And I know your favorite songs
And you tell me 'bout your dreams
Think I know where you belong
Think I know it's with me

Then the door opened and a beautiful ginger girl walked in. But you didn't hear that. You were too caught up in the song.

When Sadie noticed you didn't notice her she started acting way more quietly. She took off her shoes and walked in the kitchen. She placed the bottle of wine she had bought onto the table.

She took a bit to admire you. In fact you looked really cute and dancing and singing.

Then she slowly got closer to you. She stood behind you, put her hands on your waist, placed her head on your shoulder and started moving and singing with you.

Can't you see that I'm the one
Who understands you?
Been here all along
So, why can't you see?
You belong with me

You both sang. When you felt some wrapped around you, you turned your body and faced no one but your gorgeous girlfriend.

,,Hey, you're home." You said in excitement.

,,Sure I am. And you are a swiftie." She responded with a laugh in her voice looking directly into your eyes with nothing but pure love.

,,Oh, am I, miss young Taylor Swift?" You joked, meaning her role in All Too Well.

,,You've watched the movie?" She asked surprised.

,,Have watched? I knew every single line of yours." You responded.

,,I think I have to call the police. Cause here is an obsessive fan." Sadie joked and looked now in your lips.

In fact you were still wrapped in each other's arms.

,,I prefer 'loving girlfriend' but whatever works with you kitchen sink." You responded and finally brought your lips into the desired form both of you kiss.

Once you both pulled away Sadie spoke again.

,,You are never going to drop this nickname off, are you?" She said with a soft smile playin on her face.

,,I could never allow myself to." You responded with the same soft loving smile.

Actually, 'kitchen sink'is the very first nickname you have ever given to the ginger. At first she tended to hate it but slowly gave in and started to love it.

,,What are you cooking?" She asked looking now at your pan.

,,Oh, I guess something that matches perfectly with this bottle of wine you've got there. Want to find out?" You asked flirty.

,,Of course." She responded shortly but yet didn't move.

,,Well in that case you'll have to let me go." You informed her.

,,Yeah, right. Sorry." She said, shook her head and let you go off her grip.

The you two walked to the table and shared the amazing meal you cooked together. Everything after that was all magic...

A/N
Just something sweet to make you smile since the other chapter is gonna tear you apart. Just kidding. Read it and we'll see --->>

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