taylorknights:
pulling his glasses off of his face, taylor smiled at his wife as she rambled about her day. hearing her voice made his heart skip a beat, the male acting fake surprised, “wow, i’m sure you’ve gotten it all done and tomorrow will be much easier.” he mumbled putting a hand out as if to call her closer to him. placing his laptop on the table, the male shrugged, “it was good. better now. i actually think my boss hinted at good news for me, something about a short project with nasa but i don’t want to get too excited.”
seeing his familiar figure seated at the table feels more like coming home than walking through the door ever could . ‘ it’s always something , isn’t it ? ’ tiffany muses before moving closer to her hisband . she interlocks their fingers , raising their hands to press a kiss to the back of taylor’s hand . ‘ that’s great , though ! even just the possibility . i’m so proud of you , tay . ’














