Endgame ~ Taylor Swift x Travis Kelce

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Taylor POV

"Oh for fucks sake." I complained as I put my guitar down and pulled the hair tie off my wrist, tying my hair into a messy ponytail. My hair and the wind had been having a constant battle for the past 20 minutes, and it took until now for me to give in and tie it up.

"You okay baby?" Travis stepped out onto the balcony and took a seat on the chair next to me, picking back up my guitar and handing it to me.

"Yeah... the wind is just frustrating me, and I can't come up with anything." I frowned, strumming aimlessly, a few chords I had tried to work with earlier.

"Well what are you struggling with?" He asked, genuinely seeming interested.

I sighed and stopped strumming, "Not lyrics. Lyrics are the easy part, you are a great inspiration, you make my job easy, so thank you for that." I smiled at him. "It's the melodies, I can't come up with anything. And when I do, it turns into something I've already used before." I frowned again, trying again to strum the chords from earlier.

"Can I help?" Travis asked, and I had to fight back a laugh.

I giggled, "What?"

"Can I help you?" He asked, dead set seriously.

"Uh- how so...?" I furrowed my eyebrows as I lifted my legs and placed my feet into Travis' lap.

He started to massage them gently then shrugged. "I dunno, I could play the guitar for you." He said with a serious face.

"Good one." I laughed, sending him into fits of laughter as well. I had tried to teach him the very basics of guitar playing multiple times, but let's just say he's not exactly a very musically talented guy.

"Come on you've been working all day, take a break for a bit." He urged as he continued to massage my feet.

"Maybe... I just like to be ahead, you know?"

"Yes, I know. And I know you, I know you'll overwork yourself until you pass out on your desk." Travis said, leaning forward to take the guitar out of my hands.

"That doesn't happen that often..." I sighed, leaning back in my chair.

"It happened two nights ago."

"Okay but-

"No. No buts. I'm banning you from working for the rest of the night."

I gasped, holding my hand to my heart pretending to be hurt. In his defence, I definitely needed a break.

"Fine. But you have to distract me." I grinned at him, he knew exactly what I meant by that.

"I can do that for you." Travis lowered his voice, lifting my feet off him as he grabbed my hands, standing me up.

He pressed a gentle kiss onto my lips, then lowered his head and placed kisses in a line down my neck.

"This feels so wrong outside..." I mumbled, wrapping my arms up around Travis' neck.

"No one can see us." Travis laughed, sliding his hands up under my shirt.

"I kinda wish someone could-" I muttered, and Travis quickly lifted his head.

"You do?" He asked, shocked.

"I mean I think we look pretty good, and no one will ever get to see." I shrugged. "Obviously Tree would kill me if anyone ever saw us though." I giggled, pressing kisses onto Travis' cheek.

"You're dirty baby." He smirked, running his hands through my hair.

"You know... we've never seen how we look..." I mumbled quietly, half hoping he didn't hear me in case the idea freaked him out.