Taylor Swift & Travis Kelce (Tayvis) One-Shots

23.1: you worry me. (tw)

TRIGGER WARNING: MILD EATING DISORDER MENTIONS

When he saw the video of her, looking as if she was going to passout on stage, the first thought on his mind was a relapse. She struggled with keeping up with her eating habits, especially when she was busy. He looked at the time, and added three hours to get the time it should have been in Brazil. He picked up his phone and FaceTimed her. She should be back at her hotel by now. It was almost midnight there, and frm his understanding the trip from the venue to her hotel was only about 15 minutes. 

The phone rang and rang and rang, until it stopped. He raised an eyebrow, calling her again. The same happened. One more time, he called and it just rang. Was she ok? Was she in the shower? Was she ignoring him. By now she would have browsed all of her social medias and came across the video. If she had seen it, she probably knew why he was calling. 

One last time, he called. The phone rang and rang and ra.... "Hey baby." She said, a weak smile on her face. 

"Your face is telling me everything I need to know." He knew her. He knew her so well. She hadn't had anything to eat. She hadn't been drinking water. She looked like she was overly tired. All the signs he did not like. 

"I'm eating. I promise!" She tried to defend. "I'm just hot." She tried, but he wasn't buying it, and she knew that. She let out a sign. 

"Pick up the phone and order something to eat, Taylor. Don't make me fly out there." He told her. It sounded like a threat, and it might have been, but it was all for her benefit and she knew it. She knew she wasn't the best at doing what she needed to do without being reminded to do it a million times. 

"You can't do that, you're going to miss your game!" She told him. She knew she was more important to him than his game. He would drop everything just to make sure she was ok. She make sure she was safe. To make sure she was taken care of. 

"I don't give a damn about that game. I need you to get some food and water." He watched her closely as she picked up the hotel phone. "Get something you're actually going to eat, Taylor." He sounded like her mom when she was little. She would try to expereiment with foods and ended up not liking it and not eating. He listened to her as she ordered Chicken strips and fries, with some type of Brazilian soda. "Don't forget water." He reminded her, and she made sure to mention it. 

"Now, how was your show?" He got the important part out of the way. At least he knew some food was on the way to her. 

"It was good. Just very hot. I don't think I'm going to be able to do it again tomorrow. It's supposed to be hotter, and I can't put my fans thought that two nights in a row. I'm supposed to rain in the day after tomorrow, so it should cool off some." She and her dancers had on so many layers when they were on stage. She knew they had become overheated, and so did she. She didn't want to put anyone through that twice. 

"You need to be drinking water while you're on stage, babe." Travis told her. She did a lot of dancing and singing. Her show was extremely long. She should be downing at least two, if not three bottles of water in his eyes. There professions were similar, anf he didn't know what the hell he would be doing out there without drinking water and gartorade consently. 

"I do... sometimes." Taylor knew she wasn't drinking the amount of water she should have been drinking. She also wasn't eating the way she was supposed to, With the amount of dancing she was doing, for the length of time she was doing it, she should have been eating way more than she was. Luckily, she had Travis to keep her on track when she was in the states, and she was home at the end of each weekend. But being international, there was times when she didn't fly back home, she would just fly to the next stop and crash in the hotel until her nect show. 

"I need you to do it all the time, my love. It's not good for you. Do you still have the Liquid IVs I gave you?" Those were always helpful for him after a game One a day, That's all it took. 

"I have a couple." She admitted. 

"When you get your bottle of water, make sure to put it in there. Drink it all before you go to sleep tonight." 

"Ok, dad." She said, jokingly.

"Don't sass me, nah." He tucked his lip in his teeth before he said it, making him sound like an elderly grandpa. Taylor burst out laughing. He was the funniest person in the world to her. She was still hot, and exhausted, but being able to talk to him was making her feel so much better. She also knew that without him calling she would feel worse and probably would would went to sleep instead of eating anything at all. 

When the food came, he insisted on watching her eat, to make sure she did and she obliged. She drank her water. She took a shower. All with him on facetime, and she laid down to get some rest. "Thank you." She told him once she was cuddled in her covers, her eyes becoming heavy. She was so relaxed now. She felt like she didn't have a care in the world. 

"For what, baby?" He asked, He was confused on what she was thanking him for. 

"For loving me, and caring about me." She replied. 

"Always." He told her. s her boyfriend it was his job to love and cherish her. To make sure she was ok. And he would do that for as long as he lived. 

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