Taylor Swift - instagram imagine

55.

as soon as you and taylor stepped off the plane in rio de janeiro, the heat hit you like a wall. the air was thick and heavy, the kind that made your clothes stick to your skin instantly. you glanced at taylor, noticing the way she squinted against the bright sun, her cheeks already flushed from the warmth.

"god, it's hot," taylor muttered, running a hand through her hair as you both made your way toward the car waiting to take you to the stadium. the airport was bustling, but all you could focus on was the heat and the beads of sweat forming on taylor's forehead.

"yeah, it is," you replied, adjusting your bag on your shoulder. you reached out, lacing your fingers through hers as you walked. "promise me you'll remember to stay hydrated during the show, okay? i'm serious, tay. it's so easy to get dehydrated in weather like this."

taylor turned to you, a small, reassuring smile tugging at her lips. "i will, baby. i promise. i'll drink more water than i think i need to. but you have to promise me the same thing, okay? i don't want you passing out or anything."

you gave her a playful nudge, but there was a note of seriousness in your tone as you replied, "deal. we're going to be the most hydrated people in rio."

taylor chuckled, her thumb gently rubbing the back of your hand. "we'll be okay. we've got this. just a little heat—nothing we can't handle."

as you both settled into the car, the air conditioning a blessed relief from the oppressive heat outside, you kept sneaking glances at her, making sure she was still doing alright. she seemed fine, if a little tired, but her spirits were high. the excitement of the upcoming show was enough to keep her going.

the drive to the stadium was mostly quiet, the both of you sipping water and trying to stay cool. the city was alive with energy, and you could feel it seeping into you despite the heat. as you approached the stadium, the sheer size of it loomed in front of you, a stark reminder of the thousands of people who would soon be filling it to see taylor perform.

once at the stadium, taylor wasted no time getting to the sound check. you sat at the end of the stage, your usual position, watching as she ran quickly through her set, making adjustments here and there, her voice echoing through the empty space. despite the heat, she was focused, determined to make sure everything was perfect for the show.

but you couldn't help the worry that gnawed at you, especially when you saw her pause more than once to wipe sweat from her brow or take a long drink of water. still, she powered through, and you couldn't help but admire her resilience.

finally, when the sound check was done, taylor walked over to you, her face flushed but a satisfied smile on her lips. "how'd i do?" she asked, a hint of playful pride in her voice.

"you were amazing, as always," you replied, leaning in to give her a quick kiss on the cheek. "but seriously, don't forget to drink water during the show. i'll be watching."

taylor laughed softly, reaching out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear. "i won't forget, i promise. you worry too much, you know that?"

"only because i love you," you shot back with a grin.

she smiled, her eyes softening as she looked at you. "i know. i love you too."

as the final preparations for the concert were underway, taylor was in her dressing room backstage, surrounded by the usual pre-show bustle. hair and makeup were being finalized, outfits were being double-checked, and the general hum of excitement was in the air. despite the usual nerves, taylor was in good spirits, ready to give her all to the fans waiting outside.

tree, taylor's longtime manager and confidante, entered the room quietly. she had always been a steady presence in taylor's life, especially in moments of crisis, but the expression on her face now was one of deep concern. she hesitated at the threshold for a moment, knowing the gravity of the news she had to deliver, then took a deep breath and stepped forward.