you and taylor have always had a flirty relationship, but you never really quite knew if she was serious. and for some reason, whenever you tried to advance she would always shut it down.

she would always tell you about the life she wanted with you, the things she’d like to do. one day after having quite a few drinks you stumble to her place.

once she opens the door you step inside and sit in the floor of the hallway, and a rush of concern takes over her as she kneels down to your level.

she takes your jaw in her hand “what’s wrong…?”

you look up at her with glossy eyes, flushed cheeks, and a pleading look. shes on her knees as you crawl up to her, “please… do the things you said you’d do to me.”

she looks at you a bit conflicted, her eyes flickering across your face. she knows she makes promises to you all the time, but she just doesn’t usually get intimate with you at all.