I really like this one so I hope you like it too :)
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Tate's tour was in full swing, and the energy among the team was electric. Tonight, her dancers had decided to go live on Instagram, sharing some behind-the-scenes moments with the fans. The group had gathered in one of the general rooms, sprawled out on the couches and chairs, laughing and chatting as they answered fan questions flooding the comments.
The camera panned around the room, showing the dancers relaxed and enjoying themselves. The fans loved seeing the casual, unfiltered moments of the crew. But the most popular topic in the chat wasn't about the tour or the choreography—it was about Tate and Y/N.
"Everyone's dying to know what Tate and Y/N are like backstage," Mark said with a grin.
Liv, sitting next to him, chimed in with a knowing smile. "Oh, you guys want the inside scoop, huh? Well, they're basically attached at the hip. Seriously, you almost never see one without the other."
"Exactly," Mark agreed. "Like, before every show, when we're all stretching or warming up, those two are in their own little world. I swear, half the time, Tate is more focused on Y/N than on the show."
Liv nodded enthusiastically. "Remember that time in LA? We were in the green room, and Y/N was super nervous about something—couldn't stop fidgeting. So, what does Tate do? She pulls Y/N into her lap and starts whispering to her, calming her down. She must've spent like fifteen minutes just holding her, running her fingers through Y/N's hair, and telling her everything would be okay."
Mark laughed, recalling the moment. "Oh, and let's not forget that time during rehearsals in New York. We were all practicing this new choreography, and Y/N was just watching from the sidelines. Tate kept sneaking glances at her instead of paying attention to the routine. At one point, Y/N caught Tate's eye and gave her this little encouraging smile. You could practically see Tate melt on the spot. She messed up the next move because she was too busy grinning at Y/N!"
Dani, who was listening in, couldn't resist adding another story. "Or how about when we were in Chicago? We were waiting for the show to start, and Y/N was getting sleepy. So, Tate laid down on the couch, and Y/N curled up next to her with her head on Tate's chest. Tate had her arm around Y/N, just gently stroking her back. It was like they were in their own little bubble, totally oblivious to the chaos around them."
Liv smiled warmly, recalling another moment. "And then there was that night in Miami. After the show, Tate was exhausted, but Y/N insisted on helping her stretch out. So, there they were, sitting on the floor of the dressing room, Y/N massaging Tate's shoulders while Tate leaned back against her, eyes closed, completely at peace."
Mark shook his head in amazement. "And Y/N is always there with a water bottle or a towel, taking care of Tate like she's her own personal assistant. But it's the little things, you know? Like, Tate will be talking to someone, and Y/N will just quietly come up behind her and fix her hair or straighten her shirt without even saying a word. They're so in sync, it's crazy."
Dani suddenly got an idea. Grinning mischievously, she motioned for the others to quiet down and turned the camera towards the corner of the room where Tate and Y/N were sitting.
"There you go, folks," Dani whispered into the live stream. "This is what they're like when they think no one's watching."
The camera zoomed in on Tate and Y/N, who were completely absorbed in each other. Y/N had her arms wrapped around Tate's waist, her head resting comfortably on Tate's arm. Tate's free hand was gently playing with Y/N's hair, her fingers moving in slow, soothing circles. They were talking softly, completely ignoring the rest of the room.
Mark chuckled as the camera captured the intimate moment. "See what we mean? They're always like that—just completely wrapped up in each other. It's like nothing else matters when they're together."
Liv smiled at the camera, her voice softening. "Honestly, it's really sweet. You can just tell how much they care about each other. And it's not just the big gestures; it's the little things, like how Tate will always find Y/N in a crowd or how Y/N always has Tate's back, no matter what."
As Tate and Y/N remained lost in their own world, Tate suddenly noticed out of the corner of her eye that the dancers had turned the camera towards them. She looked up, catching Dani's mischievous grin, and chuckled softly.
"Really, guys?" Tate said, her voice warm with amusement as she glanced at the camera. "You couldn't resist, huh?"
Y/N, realizing they were being filmed, immediately blushed and buried her face in Tate's chest to hide from the camera. Tate's smile grew even wider as she wrapped her arms protectively around Y/N's head, shielding her from the spotlight.
"Aw, don't be shy, babe," Tate teased gently, her fingers lightly tracing patterns on Y/N's back as she continued to talk to the dancers. "You guys are going to make her all embarrassed now."
The dancers laughed, clearly enjoying the moment as the fans in the live chat went wild with excitement.
Mark leaned in towards the camera. "Come on, Y/N, give us a little wave or something! The fans love you!"
Y/N only shook her head slightly, snuggling deeper into Tate's embrace. Tate let out a soft laugh and kissed the top of Y/N's head before turning her attention back to the camera.
"She's not coming out, guys," Tate said, her tone playfully stern as she hugged Y/N tighter. "She's safe with me."
The dancers shared amused glances before turning the camera back to themselves, the fans still buzzing with excitement in the comments. Tate looked down at Y/N, who peeked up at her with a shy smile, and she couldn't help but smile back, pressing another kiss to Y/N's hair.
"Don't worry," Tate whispered softly so only Y/N could hear. "I've got you."
"Alright, enough about those two lovebirds," Mark said with a laugh. "Let's get back to your questions!"
But even as the live stream continued, the dancers couldn't help but steal glances at Tate and Y/N, who had once again retreated into their own little world, completely content in each other's arms.
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