"Babe, hurry up! The show is about to start and you're still not down here." Taylor whines grabbing hold of the blanket beside her on the couch to spread it over her body. She and Karlie decided to stay in for the night, and given the weather outside isn't inviting for anyone. The ground is covered with snow and there's not much the girls can do without a bulldozer to pave a path for them. So instead of creating a scene, they decided upon watching their favorite TV show together; Faking It. "I'm here! I'm here!" She yells running in from the other room to jump on their couch, causing a bowl of candy to plop over on Taylor's lap. The smaller blonde smacks her arm, making the model jut out her bottom lip. "I'm sorry babe. Let's just watch the show."
Ten minutes in and the usual begins to occur. With the show presenting its viewers with a new romantic relationship called 'Reamy' and Karlie is not at all pleased. It her belief that Karma and Amy should have been together, right from the start and should continue on that way. But not Taylor, Reagan seems like a good breather for Amy after all the shit she's had to endure with Karma. "No! Okay you have to cut Karma some slack. You see how can Amy just throw that down on her and expect her to feel the same way? For god's sake the girl was straight all her life and then suddenly she realizes she might want to swing the other way." explains Karlie, grabbing her soda from beside Taylor's lap and taking a drink. The smaller girl rolls her eyes, continuing on with the munching of her popcorn. "Karlie, I'm not even going to start with this again. Every time we get into this, you end up acting like a five year old and stomping upstairs. Let's just watch the show." Karlie is very resistant to the idea of them dropping the conversation. She insists that they discuss why each ship is better than the other. She even went as far as taking Taylor's popcorn! "Ok! Fine I'll do it just stop being a big baby and give me back my food" orders Taylor, putting up a pillow in the air, threatening to hit her girlfriend if she doesn't give up the food. "Here. Okay but Reagan is alright I guess. But Karma has always been there for Amy regardless of the situation and suddenly this girl pops up and she gets Amy? No way,"
Taylor places a piece of popcorn in her mouth, readjusting her place on the couch to face Karlie. "Babe I'm just going to come out and say that I couldn't give a flying fuck about Karma at this point. Reagan is finally making Amy happy and suddenly Karma is mad? No, that's not right. Amy is finally moving on from Karmas bull crap so she needs to pipe it down." Karlie snatches the bowl right from Taylor's hands, making her girlfriends big blue eyes widen "Karlie don't play with me! Give it back!" She orders, climbing on top of the models lap in attempt to grasp the half empty bowl from her hands. "Not until you agree with me..." laughs Karlie, stretching her arm further away from Taylor's reach "Plus that was just mean, you need to cut the girl some slack." Taylor grabs Karlie's face, kissing her hard against her lips "Give me the damn bowl or you're sleeping on the couch tonight!" the model refuses once again, leaning into another kiss. "Karlie Elizabeth Kloss, give it to me now!" orders Taylor, cupping the models jaw in her hand and kissing her once again. "No." Taylor climbs completely on top of her girlfriend, putting her arms on the taller girls' neck. "I ship us, and that's all I care about." Taylor whispers while grazing her girlfriends' lips with her own. Karlie doesn't seem to care too much about the show or teasing Taylor at this point. Her hand leans forward to place the bowl on the coffee table, before cupping Taylor's face to kiss her. Their hands are placed on each other's faces, pulling each other as close as it may seem possible.
Just as Karlie is about to pull up Taylor's shirt, the shorter girl jumps from Karlie's lap and stands up by the door of the living room . "I ship Reamy!" She yells, bolting upstairs to their bedroom and locking herself inside. She can hear Karlie's footsteps coming up the wooden stairs. Her hands push against the door, her body force leaned forward to prevent her girlfriend from coming in. Knowing Karlie, she'll find a way to come in without using any force. "Open the door babe. I'm not mad just open the door," pleads Karlie leaning on the door to listen for any movement on the other side. She can hear Taylor's rapid breathing against the wooden door. That just means she can't forcefully open it without knocking her girlfriend out. "No! I know what you're going to do." Laughs Taylor slowly easing herself away from the door, then she grabs a pillow from their bed. She knows Karlie heard her move away, so now she must wait and see. The door swings open, revealing Karlie with two pillows from the couch in her hands "It's on Swift!" Taylor lunges at her girlfriend, hitting her with the side of the pillow on the face. The model immediately returns the blow, smacking Taylor on the butt with the blue pillow. Not losing her grip of her pillow, Taylor jumps on top of the bed, grabbing hold of one her cats to fend off Karlie. "Stop, you can't hit me when I have Meredith." she laughs, placing Meredith in her lap while her chest continues to go up and down from all the moving around she and Karlie just did. "You wouldn't dare," she challenges.
"You're right. I'm tired anyway." Smiles Karlie, dropping her pillows on the ground and starts heading towards their bed. Taylor smiles letting go of Meredith to place a kiss on her girlfriend's lips, "I ship us too." chuckles Karlie as she slides into bed.
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Kaylor Family One-Shots
FanfictionA bunch of different Kaylor Family One-Shots but there will also be plain One-Shots written in here too, not all will have a family aspect. Some are AU and there are several mini-series also included.
