Summary: After quite a long day, Taylor takes care of you.
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You trudged up the steps of yours and Taylor's shared home, your keys and phone in one hand and your work bag in the other. Your eyes were droopy and you felt like passing out right there on the porch.
You opened the front door, slowly shutting it, taking off your shoes and setting down your bag and coat.
"Hey, baby," you heard Taylor call from the living room. You watched as she made her way to the foyer to greet you.
You didn't respond, only looking at her with a stoic and exhausted expression.
"You okay?" Taylor asked, furrowing her eyebrows. You didn't respond, only walking over to her and letting your head fall to her shoulder. "One of those days?" She asks, pulling you closer to her warmth. You only nod, not even having the energy to wrap your hands around her waist.
Taylor plants a gentle kiss on your head as she plays with your hair and rubbing your back with her other hand. You let out a deep sigh, finally letting the stress of the day drift into the past as you enjoy Taylor's embrace.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Taylor asks. You only shake your head slowly against her shoulder. She figured you didn't want to talk, but it didn't hurt to ask. There was a level of exhaustion that you would reach when you wouldn't speak at all, too tired to try to make any sound at all. This was one of those times.
Without any further verbal communication, Taylor picks you up and you wrap your arms and legs around her like a koala as she carries you upstairs and into your ensuite bathroom.
"Can you start undressing for me?" Taylor quietly asks you, setting you down and running her fingers through your hair. You slightly nod. "I'll go get you pajamas and then help you get ready for bed." Taylor kissed your head before leaving the bathroom to go grab your comfiest and favorite pajama set.
While she's busy, you begin to slowly take off your work clothes, unbuttoning your shirt one by one with weak fingers.
Once unbuttoned, you shrug your shirt off and then unzip your jeans to slide them off your legs. You then sigh again, not feeling the energy to undress yourself further.
Not long after, Taylor re-enters the bathroom and sets your pajamas on the counter.
"Can you take off my bra and underwear for me?" You ask her, barely above a whisper and your voice breaking slightly from not talking since leaving work close to an hour ago.
"Of course, my love," Taylor tells you with a smile, turning you around to unclip your bra. She carefully slides it off of your shoulders and tossing it aside before carefully sliding off your underwear. She places a sweet kiss to your shoulder and caresses your sides.
She then picks up your shirt and carefully pulls it over your head. You close your eyes and lean back into her embrace as she wraps her arms around your waist and sways you from side to side.
"I have to put your pants on, honey," Taylor whispers into your hair. "Can I do that real quick?"
You sigh, reluctantly standing yourself back up on your own, Taylor grabbing your pants and helping you step into them. She slides them up your legs and securely ties a bow around your waist to keep your pants up.
You immediately lean back into her when she's done, causing her to let out a small chuckle. You glance down to the countertop and spot your toothbrush.
Did you want to brush your teeth right now?
No.
Were you going to regret it in the morning because of how rancid your breath would smell?
Yes.
You weighed the pros and cons for a minute before deciding to pick up your toothbrush and toothpaste.
Taylor left her arms secured around your waist as you put toothpaste on your toothbrush and wet it before beginning to brush your teeth.
Taylor swayed you side to side as you brushed your teeth, slowly but surely. She admired you in the mirror, you staring back at her with a small smile, a little bit of foam leaving the corner of your lips as you did so. Taylor giggled at you, squeezing you a little tighter.
You spit out your toothpaste and rinsed out your mouth with mouthwash. Taylor opened your drawer under the sink and got out your contact case and glasses case, along with your eyedrops.
You smiled appreciatively to her in the mirror before leaning forward to take out your contacts. Taylor's hands never left your waist. She rubbed her hands up and down your sides as she watched you.
After your contacts were out and put away, you put in your eyedrops and glasses. You turned around in Taylor's arms and hugged her, embracing the warmth she radiated to you.
"Let's go to bed, my love," Taylor quietly said. You nodded your head in agreement, wrapping your arms around Taylor's neck instead of her waist, which made her giggle but pick you up nonetheless.
She carried you to bed, carefully setting you down on your side and getting you comfy under the covers. She took off your glasses and set them down on your nightstand before turning off your lamp. That was the only light on in the room, but she was able to manage in the dark.
She then climbed into bed on her side, opening her arms for you. You gladly climbed into them, nuzzling your head into her chest as she wrapped her arms around you.
"Sweet dreams, my sweet girl," Taylor whispered to you as she played with your hair. She heard light snores leave your lips, indicating that you were asleep from the moment your head hit her chest. She smiled and kissed your head, her fingers never stopping as they ran through your hair and scratched your scalp lightly.
She drifted off to sleep with you, so thankful for the quiet little moments the two of you shared such as tonight.
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