Chick Habit

Taymily: "You drink too much coffee."

"You drink too much coffee..." The words slip out the second she opens the door to the bus and she gets no response. Suddenly she worries her friend might've gone somewhere in her absence, squandering the surprise. But Taylor ends up finding Emily where she'd left her, curled up in the back of the bus on the brown leather couch that is way more comfortable than any couch in the back of a tour bus should have any right to be.

Emily's legs are pulled up underneath her and she's fast asleep. She looks so small it's hard to believe she's the older of the two.

"Em, hey Emily...?" Taylor whispers softly, trying to keep the grin out of her voice as the other girl stirs a little and looks at Taylor (eyes a little glazed with sleep and vague confusion for the first few seconds.)

"Hi," she mumbles, seemingly surprised and Taylor can't help but smile.

"Morning!" she offers teasingly and Emily launches forward to hit her arm or push her maybe, either way she's actually blushing a little bit when it dawns upon her that Taylor has caught her in this compromising, borderline unprofessional position.

Emily is a blusher, Taylor notes this and isn't sure why the thought makes her smile?

Emily stops halfway through her attack though, when she sees what's in Taylor's hands.

"Coffee!" She exclaims sounding almost awake now.

"Uh-huh, hi. Be nice to me, I got you coffee." The singer nods, voice gentle as if talking to a small, easily startled animal and Emily's smile is soft and grateful as Taylor hands her one of the mugs and sits down next to her friend with the second mug.

"Shouldn't I be the one bringing you coffee? You are my boss." Emily points out, only half-jokingly and for some reason something in her voice turns Taylor's cheeks warm.

"You-you were asleep." She says simply and Emily sounds sheepish when she responds, "Yeah, sorry about that, what time is it?" She asks this while dragging a hand through her blonde hair and glancing at Taylor, who in turn glances at her watch, avoiding those pretty eyes now that they're awake and keenly watching her.

Emily doesn't seem to notice that Taylor isn't looking at her, it seems she's busy burning her tongue on the coffee. Or at least Taylor figures that's what's happening by the way she jolts back slightly with every sip.

"One, almost." Taylor finally reports, "We don't have the sound-check until three..."

"Oh thank god," Emily mumbles and busies herself with the coffee again.

"You look cute when you sleep."  Taylor says so suddenly it surprises even her and Emily almost chokes on the huge gulp of coffee she's just taken.

"What?" Taylor asks, trying to laugh it off but also genuinely confused as to why the compliment seems so funny?

Emily laughs a little more until she sees the look in Taylor's eyes, "Thank you...I'm suddenly so glad you aren't a dude, that sounded super creepy, stalker!" She laughs into her coffee again and Taylor can almost feel herself blush.

Idiot, don't ever speak again.

"I'm sorry...?" Taylor tries awkwardly and Emily still hasn't stopped laughing when she suddenly grabs Taylor's hand, out of nowhere. Her pulse speeds up as always when Emily touches her with no warning and she swallows, cursing herself for acting like this is some silly school girl crush whenever Emily around her.

"Don't apologize, I should be nice, to you," Emily follows up, "you brought me coffee, unprompted, you're my new favorite person, plus it's cute how I can make you blush!"

Taylor blushes again at that, but doesn't really care, she's Emily's new favorite person, apparently.