Silent Daydreams - Kaylor oneshots

What's in a name?

a/n: This has been sitting in my drafts for the longest time & I completely forgot to publish it. Oops! 💔

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"Karlie. K - A - R - L - I - E. Karlie Kloss," Taylor says aloud.

She is laying on the couch, her head in Karlie's lap and staring up at her girlfriend who was tinkering with a toy drone that lay on the coffee table.

Taylor enunciates every letter, dragging out every sound and syllable, letting the natural beauty of Karlie's name roll off of her tongue.

Karlie tries to hide her smile, "That's my name. Don't wear it out!" highly amused by her girlfriend's antics.

"Karlie," Taylor repeats once more.

"Babe, you know I love you but what is the deal with saying my name? It's getting kinda weird!" Karlie says without looking at Taylor, her attention still on tinkering with the drone.

Taylor scrunches up her face and sits up, catching Karlie off guard.

"Hey what's wrong—"

"Your name," Taylor says simply.

"Wait what?"

"Your name, babe. You never told me the story of your name! Like, how did your parents decide on 'Karlie'? Why weren't you named Kelsey or KC or Kelly or even something like Gertrude or Petal or Verity?"

Taylor asks Karlie with all seriousness etched on her face, which makes the model laugh. The singer's arms are folded against her chest and she sits up straighter, pretending to be offended with a pout.

"It's not funny! I'm being serious, babe! This is a matter of national importance!"

Karlie doubles over still laughing, "It is too, funny! You've really though about this huh?"

"And wait a minute! It's not like you told me the origin story of your name either!" the model says playfully, lightly poking Taylor's cheek.

"Well I asked you first!"

Karlie shakes her head in amusement and shifts in her seat to face Taylor, crossing her own arms as well.

"I was actually named after Carly Simon, you know, the singer?"

On hearing this, Taylor's mouth drops and Karlie fights a giggle before continuing, "Anyway, my mom just changed up the spelling since she wanted our names to start with a 'K' so there's Kristine, Kimby, Kariann, and duh, me. The end."

Taylor's eyes are wide in surprise, "Did you just say you were named after Carly Simon? The Carly Simon? Who I sang 'You're So Vain' with once on tour?"

Karlie nods, tilting her head as she looked at Taylor confused with her reaction.

"Okay so, hold up. I was named Taylor partly because my mom wanted a name for when she thought I'd end up in the corporate world so that like, my employers wouldn't be prejudiced against me for work or whatever."

The singer pauses and looks Karlie straight in the eye, "The other reason I was named Taylor is after James Taylor, the singer, who was married to Carly Simon," she finishes with a smile playing on her face.

"Whaaat! NO WAY!"

"So we're like James Taylor and Carly Simon 2.0?!" Karlie says, muttering under her breath, "That is so crazy awesome." while Taylor pulls out her phone and pulls up Google, typing something into the search bar.

"Wanna see something even more crazy?" she asks, handing Karlie the phone to look at the page on display.

It was a TIME article called: What Made Carly Simon Decide to Marry James Taylor and in it was,

"...I looked at the cover of TIME Magazine and it was James Taylor, whom I'd never met. And I looked at him from fairly far away, and I said to my sister, 'I'm gonna marry that man,'" she read.

"Kind of like that time you tweeted at me when my cover and interview for Vogue came out," Taylor comments, cuddling close to the taller girl who sat still in surprise.

"Who knew, huh? From 'I love Karlie Kloss, I want to bake cookies with her' to covering Vogue together and everything else in between."

"This is wow, incredibly beautiful. Some other level, soulmate or destiny kind of thing, just —wow. Too cool for words, I'm speechless!"

"James Taylor. Taylor Swift. Carly Simon. Karlie Kloss," the singer enumerates, repeating it in order. Lost in her own train of thought and the cadence that echoed from saying their names aloud.

"Babe, why do you keep saying our names over and over again?"

Unfazed, Taylor replies, "It sounds nice together."

"You know what else sounds nice?" the model asks, wrapping her arm around the smaller girl's waist and pulling her closer, "Yours and my name combined."

"Taylor Kloss. Taylor Swift-Kloss. Mrs. Taylor Kloss," Karlie says, a big smile on her face and a blush on her cheeks as she looks to Taylor whose face is just as flushed and wore a smile from ear-to-ear.

Taylor buries her face in Karlie's neck and whispers against the model's skin, "Mrs. Karlie Kloss-Swift doesn't sound too bad, either."