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only see daylight

haha guess who didnt keep to her word, me. still might take a break, idk tho.

also tay is so cute in Sydney, and apparently Travis and Ross (Travis's friend) are going

this was requested by 

@ jennymayfield1226 !!

(Praying they saved this if the @ doesn't work)

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Taylors POV:

As my eyes fluttered open, I found myself bathed in the ethereal glow of moonlight filtering through the billowing white curtains, casting haunting shadows across the master bedroom.

A sense of unease settled over me, tugging at the edges of my consciousness like a persistent whisper in the night.

Beside me, Travis lay in peaceful slumber, his chest rising and falling with the steady rhythm of his breath. His features were softened in the moon's gentle embrace, his expression serene as he drifted through the realms of dreams. Yet, despite the tranquility that enveloped him, a gnawing sense of disquiet lingered in the air.

With cautious movements, I shifted beneath the covers, my senses on high alert as I sought to uncover the source of my unease. As the blanket fell away from my body, my eyes were drawn to the pristine white sheets beneath me, marred by a stark contrast of crimson blood.

"Fuck," I muttered under my breath, realizing that it was that time of the month again.

The signs had been there – the mood swings, the fatigue, the heightened sensitivity – yet I had brushed them off, choosing instead to lose myself in the comfort of Travis's presence, cocooned in a blanket while we binge-watched Law and Order.

With a resigned sigh, I slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb Travis as he slept peacefully beside me. The last thing I wanted was to wake him with my restless movements. Padding silently across the room, I made my way to the master bathroom, the cool tiles soothing beneath my bare feet.

After changing and putting on a pad, I returned to bed, the soft sheets offering some semblance of comfort amidst the discomfort of cramps. I knew I needed to change the sheets too, but Travis lay there, undisturbed by the chaos unfolding around him.

However, before I could even contemplate getting up again, a sharp pain jolted through my lower abdomen, a cruel reminder of the monthly agony I faced. Clutching my stomach, I took a deep breath, trying to steel myself against the relentless onslaught of cramps that threatened to consume me. It felt as though my body was staging a mutiny, protesting against the normalcy of sleep and demanding attention.

Helpless and frustrated, I sat up on the edge of our bed, caught in a limbo between the desire to alleviate my pain and the reluctance to disturb Travis's peaceful slumber. Every passing moment seemed to exacerbate the agony, and I struggled to find respite in the darkness of the night.

"Tay?" A soft voice murmured, pulling me from the depths of my discomfort. 

I turned to find Travis stirring, his eyes fluttering open as he gazed at me with concern.

"I-uh, it's hard to explain," I stammered, feeling awkward under his gaze as I shifted to face him fully.

Sitting up, Travis's expression shifted from confusion to realization as his gaze fell upon the maroon stain on the bed sheet.

"Oh, Tay, you should've woken me up," he said, his voice tinged with gentle reproach as he slowly rose from the bed.

I couldn't help but feel dumbfounded by his response. Why would I have done that? It wasn't as if I wanted to disturb his rest with my own discomfort. The mere thought of inconveniencing him in that way seemed absurd to me.

I felt his comforting arms encircle me, lifting me effortlessly from the bed and settling me onto the bench at the foot of it. As he began to change the sheets, his movements were fluid and unhurried, unaffected by the presence of the stain. With practiced ease, he left the room briefly, returning with an armful of essentials - extra blankets, pillows, water, and medicine.

As he reentered the room, the door clicked softly shut behind him, enveloping us in a cocoon of intimacy.

"How did you know I had a cramp?" I inquired, curiosity tingeing my voice as I watched him go about his tasks, his focus unwavering.

"You looked like you were in pain," he replied matter-of-factly, his attention still fixed on the task at hand.

His calm demeanor contrasted sharply with the turmoil swirling within me. How could he be so composed in the face of my discomfort? Would any of my exes done this? They would've gotten mad, why was Travis treating me like a princess?

I sat on the bench, feeling a rush of gratitude wash over me as he worked diligently to remake the bed. He picked me up once more, gently depositing me into the cozy nest of blankets he had fashioned. With a tender gesture, he pulled the covers snugly over me, pressing a tender kiss to my forehead.

"Take the medicine if your cramps get bad, and please wake me up if you need anything," he murmured sleepily, his words a soothing balm to my troubled mind as he settled beside me.

The sharp stab of pain jolted me as I lay next to Travis, slowly falling asleep, a fierce reminder of the relentless cramps that gripped my abdomen. With a soft whimper, I instinctively curled into a tight ball, my breaths coming in ragged gasps as the agony rippled through my body like a tidal wave.

"Tay, you are clearly in pain, please take the medicine," I heard Travis's gentle voice pierce through the haze of discomfort, his concern palpable even in his drowsy state.

Summoning all my strength, I nodded fervently, determined to alleviate the throbbing ache that consumed me. Slowly unfurling from my fetal position, I propped myself up against the sturdy bed frame, my trembling fingers fumbling for the pill bottle. Carefully measuring out the dosage, I dropped a few pills into the waiting glass of water, watching as they dissolved into the liquid before obediently swallowing them down.

As the medication took effect, numbing the sharp edges of my pain, I sank back into the welcoming embrace of the bed, pulling the covers tightly around my shivering form. Travis instinctively drew closer, his strong arms enveloping me in a protective cocoon of warmth and security.

In the comforting shelter of his embrace, I felt my eyelids grow heavy once more, succumbing to the soothing lullaby of sleep. Grateful for his unwavering support and steadfast presence, I drifted into peaceful slumber, safe in the knowledge that he would always be there to ease my burdens and chase away the shadows of discomfort.

I once believed love would be burning red, but its golden. 

- daylight, taylor swift

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Its a little short, but the next one will def be longer! 

This will probably not have a part 2, sorry :(

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