It is 3am.
There's an intense thunderstorm going on outside.
Taylor's tossing and turning, and sweating a lot. You are sound asleep. You randomly wake up and head to the bathroom to pee, and get some water after. While you're drinking, you hear a few soft whimpers. You lay in bed and check on taylor, stroking her hair. You brush her hair back and notice how sweaty she is, her bangs are wet. You caress her cheek gently, trying to soothe her distress. She suddenly startles and wakes up, crying. "Hey, hey. You okay? I'm here, baby." You hold her close and she buries her face in your shoulder. "Nightmare?" She nods against your chest. "It's okay. I'm here now. You want some water?" She mumbles a soft "Mm." against you, so you get up and get her a cup. She doesn't move, so you lift her head head slightly and help her take a sip. She's very weak. You rub her back, offering a measure of comfort. "Take another sip," you say, lifting the cup to her dry, chapped lips. She sips slowly. "That's it. Just relax." You hold her close as the storm rages outside. "I'm tired," she whispers. "Let's get you back to sleep, mmkay?" You hold her against your chest and stroke her hair, then occasionally patting her back. "Goodnight.." She falls asleep at 4:26am, and you follow. Sweet dreams.
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Bottom Taylor oneshots!!💕
FanficNobody does bottom taylor, and it's always about y/n. Y/n will always be the one getting attention from taylor, the one having anxiety, Eds, depression, disorders, fears, and taylor just stays the same which is BORING!! so here I am. Taking requests...
