Taylor and Travis Oneshots

Texting

credit: tumblr (idk the account if someone does let me know so i can credit fully) and i changed names/edited. it's just a short one for today because I'm currently waiting for a delayed flight and won't have time to finish the next thanksgiving parts😑

9:15 AM

TS: CODE RED CODE RED

TS: LITERALLY CODE RED

TK: Taylor?

TS: Travis I NEED YOU I'M DESPERATE

TK: Yeah, usually you're a little more subtle than that.

TS: Not like that, you perv. I normally wouldn't ask you to do this, but just I can't think of anyone else to ask. Blake's out, the sisters are out, Kayleigh is at a shoot, everyone else is on the other side of the planet.

TK: What do you want me to do? Buy weapons?

TS: Sort of.

TS: I need tampons.

TK: You need what now?

TS: Tampons. You know? Tubular pieces of cloth with strings attached to them? The other thing that goes in my vagina?

TK: Wait, wait. You just got your period NOW?

TS: YES I JUST GOT MY PERIOD NOW

TS: PLEASE DON'T TURN INTO A STRAIGHT BOY ON ME

TK: I just can't believe you're out. I thought that you always had some with you.

TS: I usually do, but it came a few days early.

TS: If you don't get some for me right now, I won't be able to go to Patrick's party tonight. Or anywhere. BECAUSE OF THE RIVER OF BLOOD.

TK: Yes, sir, I mean ma'am. I'll just go and get you the tampons.

TS: THANK YOU BABY

//

10:23 AM

TK: What the fuck are all these brands?

TK: Why are some of them perfumed?

TK: Why does it matter what your genitals smell like?

TK: WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS AN APPLICATOR

TS: Don't tell me you've never bought tampons for your girlfriend before...

TK: I did, but I don't remember there being so many kinds. Which one do you use?

TS: It doesn't matter, just get one.

TK: Do you want the one with the flowers or the jewelry on the box? Or the ones that come attached to the sticks?

TS: It doesn't matter. I just need any of them.

TK: Does it matter what size? Does it depend on how deep you are or something?

TS: OH MY GOD JUST GET ONE ALREADY

TK: When you're complaining that it's too big or small for you, I'm not going to take the blame for this.

TS: I won't be complaining. I'm stretchy.

TK: Yes, I'm aware.

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10:30 AM

TS: I want chocolate. Can you get chocolate?

TK: Do you want just any chocolate? Or do you just need any of them?

TK: *sarcasm*

TS: Shut up.

TS: Just get me six bars and we're good.

TK: Hershey's okay?

TS: Hershey's okay.

TS: Hey, maybe "Hershey's okay" will be our "Always."

TK: You're such a nerd.

TS: Pot, kettle.

//

11:00 AM

TS: Travis? Are you still there?

TS: I need you to bring me my tampons and chocolate. You can't be dead.

TS: OH GOD WHAT IF YOU ARE DEAD PLEASE DON'T BE DEAD I NEED YOU

TK: I'm not dead. I'm hiding in an adult store.

TS: ...why?

TK: Because a pap's been following me since I left Walgreen's. I tried politely telling him to fuck off, but he didn't get it. It's kind of like dealing with a high school boy. So I ducked in the first place I saw. And now the clerk's staring at me and drooling.

TS: I don't blame her.

TK: Him. And thank you.

TS: Anytime. Hey, do you see any of those things that you wanted to try?

TK: Aren't you bleeding out your vagina?

TS: Only for the next three days or so.

TK: I'll be out with it all as soon as the pap goes away.

TS: Okay, now that I said it, three days is way too long.

//

11:15 AM

TK: On my way, babe.

TS: Have I told you today that you're the best?

TK: Not yet.

TS: Okay. You're the best.

TK: Even with the sarcasm?

TS: It's not like I can talk.

TK: I'll take it then. Talk to you later, gotta go through this green light.

TS: YOU'RE TEXTING AND DRIVING!?

TK: Shit, now I'm gonna catch it when I get home.

TS: Damn right! Put the phone down and get your ass back here before you get killed or arrested!

TK: Love you, Miss Bloody River of Death.

TS: Love you too, smartass. Get home safe before I run out of toilet paper.