Taylor Swift x Reader Imagines(GxG)

One room short (smut)

Taylor is 34
Y/N is 18

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Luggages were rustling over the hotel lobby floor, while the other dancers were quietly talking in the corners.

Everyone was exhausted, after our 14 hour flight so we just wanted to check in fast and head straight to bed after a warm comforting shower.

But as Tree's eyebrows switched in disapproval, while she talked to the receptionist I knew something was wrong.

Seconds later she was on the phone with Taylor. At least I thought it was Taylor.

When Tree hung up she took a deep breath and I could see the stress building with every second passing.

She turned on her heels and headed straight towards me. My heart sank down and I was pretty sure by the moment Tree was infront of me my heart was non existent.

"Y/N Sweetheart, there's a mistake with the hotel room bookings and seems like we're one room short", Tree started, she took another deep breath, but before she could say something I opened my mouth.

"Uh it's okay I can look for another hotel."

Tree's lips twitched but it wasn't quite a smile. "Honey, no. No one's staying in a different hotel. I talked with Taylor and she said that you can come to her suite. She would love to have you with her", Tree laid her hand on my shoulder, keeping me grounded.

The thought of sharing a room with Taylor made me nervous. Yes, she's adorable and really nice, but she's Taylor Swift.

And that scares me, but instead of disagreeing I just said "of course."

Tree handed me the key card and gave my shoulder one last assuring squeeze.

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Instead of using my key-card I knocked and seconds later the door swung open.

Taylor's eyes met mine and her lips curled into that soft smile I adored so much. "You came", she said happily and to my surprise she took my bags and stepped aside so I could enter her, no our suite.

"You asked", I just murmured before I took the first step. Taylor laid my bags next to the bed and to my horror, there was only one king sized bed in the suite.

My gaze fell onto the couch, but before I could offer to sleep there Taylor chuckled and said: "We share. No argument. I do not let my baby girl sleep on the couch."

Baby girl.

The way she said it made my heart flutter. "Are you sure?" I raised an eyebrow. "Of course Darling, I love having you close."

Taylor stepped closer and pulled me into a heartwarming hug. I exhaled deeply, taking in her perfume, before wrapping my arms around her.

I gently pulled away from Taylor's embrace, my cheeks flushing at the warmth of her body against mine. "Thanks, I really appreciate this," I murmured, trying to keep my voice steady.

Taylor's smile softened. "Anytime, Y/N. You know that." She squeezed my hand before releasing me and turning to her luggage.

As she started unpacking, I couldn't help but notice the bulging shape of something unfamiliar at the bottom of her bag. Curiosity got the better of me and I crept closer, peeking inside. My eyes widened as I spotted a large strap-on, still in its packaging.

"Oh!" I gasped, jumping back and nearly tripping over my own feet. My face burned with embarrassment and I quickly spun around, hoping Taylor hadn't noticed my snooping.