Taylor Swift x Reader imagines

Type 1 diabetes.

You had been diagnosed with diabetes when you were 18 months old meaning you had basically been living with it your entire life. It definitely could get annoying and frustrating at times but you never let it truly stop you from living your life or following your dreams. One of your dreams was to become a successful actress, and you had managed to do just that. 

Tonight you had to change both of your medical devises which you were doing while you and Taylor were sitting on the couch watching TV. You decide on changing your insulin pump first and got the device prepared. You place in on the lower side of your back pressing the button to connect it to your body. "Ah fuck," you yell out. 

 A small pinch is expected when a needle is going into your flesh however the amount of pain you experienced at this moment was unexpected.

"What's wrong?" Asked Taylor startled by your outburst. 

"Motherfucker, that hurt," you said. Trying to catch your breath. You were also tearing up.

Taylor stood up pausing the show you'd both been watching. "Oh sweetheart you're bleeding," she said concerned. She grabbed a napkin to gently wipe the blood away. 

"Are you okay, babe?" She asked giving you a hug. 

"Yeah, I just really hate dealing with diabetes sometimes," you said annoyed.

"I'm sorry," she said kissing your forehead. 

"It's not your fault," you told her. "I'm sorry I scared you."

"It's fine sweetheart," she said rubbing your back.

"Now I really don't want to put on my CGM (continuous glucose monitor). I feel like it's gonna hurt just as bad."

"What if I do it for you?" Asked Taylor wiping your tears with her thumbs. Of course she knew how you'd taught her in case of emergencies. 

You thought about it for a moment. Sighing, "okay."

Taylor smiled glad you trusted her with something like this. She prepared the device and this time you chose a completely different part of your body.

"You ready, baby doll?"

You nodded. "Just do it."

She pressed the button and you hardly felt it.

"That didn't hurt at all," you said relieved.

Taylor kissed your forehead, "I'm glad." Just then you got an alert about a low blood sugar making you groan in frustration.

"It never ends," you whined dramatically.

This made Taylor laugh, "I'll get you a juice box," she said walking to the kitchen.

"Thanks, love you," you smiled. 

"Love you too."