covered in you | taylor swift oneshots

♡ | simple conversations

♡ jj kelce: age three
♡ set: october of twenty four

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"JJ!" Taylor laughed, her forearms perched on the edges of a porcelain tub in a brightly lit bathroom. It was late, and humidity fogged up the windows that oversaw the heart of Miami, but spirits remained intact and notably high. It wasn't often that Taylor could steal these stolen moments with JJ, but somehow every card had aligned and given her this rare chance. "We already established that bubbles taste yucky!" She continued, pressing her warm cheek against her damp knuckles that glimmered with tiny sudds.

JJ only laughed, but Taylor could listen to that sound for her entire life. Sometimes, when she's away from Travis and JJ, she pulls up videos of stolen moments of chaos and her heart does backflips like she's never lived that moment before at all. She can't make sense of the hold they have on her, especially JJ who had managed to negotiate incorporating bath time into their already late night. Taylor's still not sure how that happened, but she knows that every splash of little palms hitting water is getting her farther and farther from bed time. She can't bring herself to care though, not when she's never gotten to experience this, not when she might never get so lucky to share her life with JJ this intimately again. She's had later nights, and she's definitely had earlier mornings, so she fights off the yawn that ends her laughter and bats her eyelashes at JJ instead.

"Did you have fun with Aunt Ky and Uncle Jase tonight?" Taylor asked after a moment, reaching out to comb her fingers through JJ's already washed and conditioned hair. The not-quite-blonde, not-quite-brown, color glistened beneath the bright lights in the bathroom, looking almost like honey beneath direct sunlight as Taylor tangled her fingers into it.

JJ nodded spritely, cupping a handful of bubbles that had been made out of the hotel's luxury shampoo on a whim, and turning to look at Taylor with dazzling blue eyes that she'd gotten from her father. "Yes. And Wy and Ellie. Not Bennie, cause Bennie didn't come." She explained, and Taylor nodded understandingly, taking in every detail of JJ's response. One day they'd have conversations that actually flowed cohesively, but until then, Taylor loved to know what small details JJ felt were of the utmost importance. And, not so secretly, she loves JJ's slurred annunciation and mispronunciations.

"Bennie didn't come, I know. But who else came with you? Do you remember?" Taylor probed gently, discreetly reaching behind JJ's squirmy body for the sterling silver plug. The drain flooded with an amusing sound of suction, but JJ didn't even glance back at the swirling water behind her.

"Aunt Ky's new baby!" JJ beamed, showing off all her little teeth that had bitten Taylor far too many times. "Aunt Ky's got a baby in her belly! But it's not big yet. The baby's still itty bitty cause Uncle Jase said it looks like a shrimp." JJ splashed at the water slowly draining around her waist, a displeased huff falling off of her lips. "Out."

Taylor laughed softly at the abrupt change, but couldn't complain about finally getting off of the tile floors. She was quickly finding out that she wasn't as young as she used to be, and she could be as strong as she'd ever been, but nothing would make hard tile comfortable on her aging bones. She stood up fully, reaching for the towel she'd already pulled from the rack by the door. JJ practically leapt into her arms, clinging to her like a little koala as Taylor wrapped the towel around her shivering body and rubbed her back creating ripples of warmth.

"More sparkles tomorrow?" JJ inquired suddenly, little fingers twisting into her hair curiously. She looked so little beneath the dim lighting of the main bedroom, two suitcases neatly placed by the door, both with pajamas sitting on top of the handles.