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*** Pairing: Taylor x female!reader Warnings: None Requested: No
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You hated feeling sick.
When Taylor came to you, it was the reason you told her to go, but she only looking at you with a soft look in her eyes.
"You look beautiful, (Y/n)." She said, but you only give her a snort in return.
Taylor doesn't given up, holding out a hand to you, with a seemingly bizarre request.
"Dance with me."
"What?"
"Dance with me."
"We have no music and I don't feel well, I have absolutely zero percent of energy in me to even sit up properly." You reminded her.,
"We don't need music, and I have your back. Just trust me, (Y/n)."
You did, mustering any kind of little strength you might have as you swing your legs over the bed, in a reluctant manner. Before you knew what was happening, you were standing on your feet. Taylor was holding you in her arms, keeping your own weight for you.
She only winged you a bit, but it felt beautiful and for the moment, you didn't feel as ill as you are.
