yours sincerely, daisy. - taylor swift

14

As Taylor held Daisy close, the world around them faded away. The chaos of the night, the uncertainty that had lingered for so long—it all seemed to dissolve in the warmth of their embrace. Taylor could feel the steady rhythm of Daisy's heartbeat against her chest, and it calmed her own racing pulse.

After a few moments, Daisy pulled back slightly, her eyes searching Taylor's face for something. Taylor could sense the questions lingering there—questions about what this meant, about where they were headed. But for now, they didn't need to answer those questions. Not yet.

"Do you want to watch something?" Taylor suggested softly, hoping to ease the intensity of the moment. "I have some movies we could—"

"I'd love that," Daisy interrupted, her voice brightening as she settled back against the couch. "Just no horror movies, okay?"

Taylor chuckled, grateful for the lightness. "Deal. How about a rom-com?"

"Perfect," Daisy replied, a soft smile curving her lips. The tension between them hadn't fully disappeared, but this felt like a step toward normalcy, a way to stay close without feeling the weight of everything they were still figuring out.

As Taylor searched for a movie, she could feel Daisy's gaze on her, a mixture of affection and curiosity. It was a reminder that they were both still on shaky ground, navigating feelings that had been buried for so long. But every moment they spent together felt like they were building something new—a fragile foundation that they could explore, one step at a time.

Daisy watched Taylor as she scrolled through her collection of movies, feeling a mix of gratitude and excitement. The kiss had changed everything, yet nothing at all. It was the same Taylor, the same dynamic, but now there was an undeniable shift, a layer of intimacy that hadn't been there before.

As Taylor finally settled on a movie, she looked back at Daisy, her expression softening. "Okay, here we go," she said, hitting play. The opening credits rolled, but Daisy found it hard to focus on the screen. Instead, she found herself stealing glances at Taylor, who was completely absorbed in the movie.

Taylor had always had this way of lighting up the space around her, even in the simplest of moments. Daisy felt a warm rush of affection as she watched Taylor's features shift in the flickering light, her eyes sparkling with something that felt almost magical.

"Hey, Tay?" Daisy said, her voice breaking through the quiet of the apartment.

"Yeah?" Taylor turned her head, meeting Daisy's gaze, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Can I ask you something?" Daisy hesitated, unsure if she wanted to dig deeper into the emotional territory they'd just crossed.

"Of course," Taylor replied, her tone encouraging. "What's on your mind?"

Daisy took a deep breath, her heart racing as she chose her words carefully. "What do you think this means for us? What just happened... it felt different."

Taylor's expression shifted slightly, a hint of vulnerability flashing across her face. "It is different," she said quietly. "But I don't want to rush into anything. I care about you, Daisy. I really do. I just... I want to make sure we're both ready for what comes next."

Daisy felt a swell of relief at Taylor's words, at the sincerity in her voice. "I feel the same way," she admitted, her fingers absently playing with the hem of Taylor's oversized shirt she was wearing. "I've wanted this for so long, but it's terrifying too."

"I know," Taylor said softly, her eyes warm and understanding. "But I promise you, we'll figure it out together. One step at a time."

The reassurance washed over Daisy, grounding her in the moment. She leaned in closer, resting her head against Taylor's shoulder as the movie continued to play, the dialogue fading into the background. It felt right, being close to Taylor like this, and as they sat together in comfortable silence, Daisy couldn't help but think that this was just the beginning of something beautiful.