taylor swift imagines 🪩

surprising her with a cat pt 2

See? I promised 🤠 anyways carry on reading.

Your POV

I woke up bright and early at 5 in the morning, knowing Taylor arrives home at 6. This gives me enough time to cook breakfast and set up a warm bath for her. She deserves this after having to go on tour for the last year.

I exhaled as I wiped a bead of sweat, while plating Taylor's breakfast which consisted of the classic bacon, scrambled eggs and toast slathered with jelly. I know for a fact she'll be famished when she gets home.

I got the unnamed cat ready for Taylor to see her. I cleaned the cats' litter boxes and cleaned the whole house with my extra time of  20 minutes.

I heard a car pull up the driveway and a familiar car key jingle towards the front door. I ran to the door, getting ready to greet my girlfriend.

The door squeaked open, Taylor walking through door and on her phone.

I immediately hugged her and she physically jolted, not expecting anyone awake and hugging her the moment she walked through the door.

She hugged me back and kissed my head.

"Hey sweetheart. I didn't know you were up," She mumbled as she kissed my forehead.

"Of course I would be awake. I haven't seen you in 13 months." I mumbled against her hoodie.

She giggled and said, "Wanna go cuddle?"

I remembered about her breakfast and the surprise I had for her.

"Not yet. I have two surprises."

She raised her eyebrows and asked, "What did you conjure up?"

I took her hand and dragged her to the living room where my first surprise was lying on the floor, snoozing.

I heard her gasp and a sniffle came from her.

I turned around and immediately went to embrace her the moment I saw a tear fall from her tear ducts.

"Baby...You didn't," She dragged out the 't'.

"But I did," I grinned as I pecked her lips.

She picked up the kitten and admired her. I looked at her the same way she's looking at the cat, staring adoringly. 

"That's not the only surprise," I said as I took her hand which wasn't holding the cat, leading her to the dining room. "Tadaaa!" I dragged out the 'a'.

She covered her mouth with a gasp and exclaimed, "How did you know I was hungry?"

"Trust me. I know you VERY well," I replied, emphasising on the word 'very'. 

I gestured for her to eat and she complied. I yawned as I watched her gobble her food with a kitten on her lap, staring at her eating. 

"There is also a bath for you, with candles and scented essential oils," I uttered out as Taylor bit into her toast. 

"No way! You are spoiling me babe, not that I'm complaining," She said with a smile. 

"Expect it way more often. I will spoil you as much as I can, My Queen."

Was it up to your expectation? I hope it was. It took me a year and a half to get out of writer's block so hopefully I don't have writer's block anytime soon.