Match Maker | T. Swift x OC

Chapter Twenty One

Hey y'all it's midnight here so

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October, 2022

Mallory and Taylor had been looking forward to this night for weeks - a rare moment of tranquillity in their otherwise busy lives. With the world outside fading into the background, they found themselves in the warm embrace of their kitchen. Soft, blue light spilt across the room, casting a gentle glow on the worn wooden floors.

The air was filled with the intoxicating aroma of their chosen meal, a savoury blend of spices and herbs that promised to delight their taste buds. The sound of sizzling pans and the rhythmic clinking of utensils harmonized with the joyful laughter that seemed to dance through the room.

As they moved in sync, gracefully twirling and swaying to the music playing softly in the background, their laughter transformed into a shared connection that went beyond words. Their eyes met, communicating a depth of emotion that only they could understand. In that moment, it was as though time had slowed down, allowing them to savour every precious second together.

The radio continued to serenade them with a mix of upbeat tunes, but suddenly, a familiar slow song started to play. Mallory's eyes lit up, and she turned to Taylor with a mischievous smile. Without a word, she took her hand and pulled her closer, wrapping her arms around her waist as they swayed to the music.

Their voices intertwined in a sweet, harmonious melody, filling the air with a sense of tenderness and vulnerability. Mallory's voice was a gentle whisper, like the softest touch of a summer breeze, while Taylor's voice resonated with a warmth that enveloped them both. The lyrics seemed to mirror their feelings, capturing the depth of their love and the magic of this intimate moment.

Lost in each other's gaze, they danced and sang as if no one else existed in the world. Mallory's head rested on Taylor's shoulder, and her fingers brushed softly against her back. Time seemed to stand still as they revelled in the simple joy of being together.

But as the song reached its climax, Mallory suddenly realized that a subtle, burning scent was tainting the air. Her eyes widened in alarm, and she pulled away from Taylor with a gasp. "Oh no, the food!"

They rushed to the stove, finding that the once-promising meal had been left unattended for too long. The edges of the pan were now adorned with a layer of charred, blackened residue. With a mix of laughter and exasperation, they hurriedly rescued what they could salvage, scraping away the burnt bits and salvaging the edible parts.

Amidst their culinary mishap, Mallory and Taylor couldn't help but chuckle at the turn of events. As they continued to cook, their dance became more animated, filled with exaggerated movements and playful twirls. They sang snippets of the song in between bouts of laughter, their shared misadventure only deepening their bond.

And so, the night continued. Though the meal might not have turned out as they had initially planned, the memories they created that night would forever remain etched in their hearts. For Mallory and Taylor, this evening was a reminder that it was the journey, the laughter, and the love they shared that truly mattered, even if a little burnt food was thrown into the mix.

With the candlelit dinner prepared and a sense of anticipation in the air, they finally settled down at the dining table. The soft glow of the candles illuminated their faces as they exchanged affectionate smiles, their fingers entwined as they reached for each other's hand.

As they savoured the first bites of their carefully crafted meal, a faint sound interrupted their conversation. Taylor's brows furrowed, and she paused mid-bite, glancing toward the baby monitor resting on the table. The cries grew louder, unmistakable in their urgency, and both Mallory and Taylor exchanged a knowing look.