(Not requested)
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It was the end of the day and you found yourselves in your shared bedroom, with her bent over your hands, her beautiful blonde hair draping over her face as she fixates on the task of painting your nails.
"You're going to love it, (Y/n)! I'm almost done!" She says, as she finishes painting your pinky, blowing on it before moving away, flipping her hair out of her oceanic blue eyes.
"So, whatcha think?" she asks with a glittering smile, crossing her legs and resting her cheek on both of her hands
You bring your hands to your face, gazing at the color and letting out a breathy chuckle.
"Wow! How did you learn to do this so good?" You raise an eyebrow.
She shrugs.
"I had a good teacher." she smiles, nudging your arm.
You beam at him.
"Come here." she says, beckoning you closer, she leans in forward, more and more until...
Your lips meet, a soft, dreamy sigh escapes her lips, reaching up to cup your cheek lightly in her hand. Her eyes close as she feels her head spin.... you were so gorgeous, so sweet, so kind and patient... like a dream. A dream in which Taylor has been fantasizing and romanticizing about for countless days on nights.
Taylor's hands move to wrap around your waist and pull you down backwards on the bed, careful of your newly polished nails to not get smudged as she rests her head in between the crook of your neck. You go along with it, letting out a sigh as you relax into the mattress and embrace, wrapping your legs around her waist, as she strokes your hair, her breathing slowing more and more.
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