Chick Habit

Taymily: "Kiss me."

A/N: This is semi-problematic I guess, with the age difference and all, but I like how it turned out! Thanks anon, whoever you are for allowing me to write the ship I'm such trash for :D

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"Kiss me." Taylor's voice is more hoarse than she was expecting, but it's clear by the shift of the light in her eyes that Emily's heard her.

"What?" She says anyway, perhaps to win time.

"Kiss me," Taylor says again and she smiles at her dance partner now as they move to the music in this completely empty bar. One of the perks of being early for sound-check is the privacy.

Taylor doesn't think Emily intended for them to end up in this situation when she asked for an innocent dance and the second Emily speaks Taylor almost regrets vocing her request, almost.

"Taylor, I don't-I can't-I mean...What?" There is genuine confusion on Emily's face now and when the lights hits it just right Taylor can't help but reach up and brush her hair out of the way, Emily shies away from her touch at once and Taylor can't help but chuckle.

"What Em, you think this is like, my first kiss or something?"

"No, yes, I don't-I don't know, you're a-"

"Don't you call me a kid!" Taylor protests, sharper than she intended, "is that all I am to you, some stupid high school kid with a crush?"

Emily looks taken aback, like she'd rather be anywhere but here and Taylor suddenly has to look down, unable deal with the possibility that she just fucked this moment up.

"That's not what I meant, it's just Taylor, I've never...With a girl...what if I do it wr-"

Before she can finish the sentence Taylor has leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on Emily's lips. The older girl smiles into it and pulls Taylor closer.

"Again?" Taylor asks, on the verge of a giggle when their lips part and Emily nods, "kiss me." She confirms, face red, her hands in Taylor's hair and momentary fear all gone.