isn't it delicate?

gorgeous

you and taylor finally arrive at the bar, you talked to each other the whole way.
taylor admitted that she's been a fan of your clothing brand for quite some time and was so excited to see that you were attending her show.

the two of you get out of the car, and of course, were greeted with paparazzis.
all of this is still new to you. taylor grabs your hand and pushes through the paparazzis and into the bar.
"it gets pretty crazy back there, i'm sure you're probably used to it by now."
taylor says.
"it's still all pretty new to me, but it gets easier i suppose" you say while shrugging.
the bar was really nice and had dim lighting. it was flooded with security and you felt safe, especially since taylor was still holding your hand
"what will you have to drink Y/N?" taylor asks you.
"um i'll have a strawberry daiquiri please"
taylor leaves and goes to the bar, returning to you quickly with your drink and a glass of wine for herself.
"when's the rest of your team getting here?" you ask curiously
taylor smirks to herself
"i, uh, maybe lied. they're not coming. i just wanted to take you out"
taylor blushes and looks down
you giggle and tilt her head up so her eyes meet yours
"that's fine by me" i say smiling

*TIME SKIP*

you had a little too much to drink tonight and started drunkenly singing to taylor
"ocean blue eyes, looking in mine, i feel like i might... sink and drown and die"
taylor laughs but is secretly flattered that you're singing 'gorgeous' to her.
"i think it's time i bring you home before this turns into karaoke"
taylor says while laughing.
she grabs you by the hand and leads you outside and into her car, where her driver is waiting.
during the drive home, you start singing again.
"i'm drunk in the back of the car and i'm crying like a baby coming home from the bar"
taylor starts singing along with you and can't help but notice how cute the moment is.

the car arrives at your apartment and you stumble out of the car.
taylor decides she can't leave you there like that.
"hey, is it okay if i come in with you, just to make sure you're okay?"
taylor asks, getting out of the car and helping you to steady yourself.
"i'll be fine taylor, don't worry, thank you so much for tonight i had a great time" you say, slurring your words.
"are you sure you'll be fine? i don't have anywhere important to be, i'll just be stumbling on home to my cats, alone" taylor says
"i suppose if you want to come in, i wouldn't mind the company, i'm also just at home with my cats... alone" you say.
taylor smiles, happy to be able to spend more time with you.

you unlock the door to your apartment, and undress in front of taylor, unbothered because of the alcohol in your system.
taylor is amazed by your body at first but then quickly looks away to be respectful.
"i don't care if you look taylor" you say, still slurring your words
you go into your bedroom and throw on a pair of pajamas.
taylor sits on your sofa, patiently waiting for you.
a few moments go by and taylor is still waiting so she calls your name but there is no response. she walks into your bedroom to find you asleep, practically passed out.
she sighs and whispers to herself.
"this girl is going to be trouble..."
she takes off your makeup for you as your still sleeping soundly and tucks you into bed.
you wake up suddenly as taylor puts a blanket on you.
"taylor? please don't go" you say sleepily
"i won't, i'll go sleep on the sofa" taylor says reassuringly
"no, sleep with me, my bed is much cozier than the sofa..." you say, still half asleep
taylor smiles. she gets undressed and takes off her makeup. she finds one of your hoodies and throws it on as pajamas for tonight.
she gets into bed next you, and you turn to face her.
"you're so gorgeous... i can't say anything to your face... cause look at your face." you sing drunkenly, right before you fall back asleep.
not too long later, taylor falls asleep too.