Daylight~ Tayvis Oneshots

Let Me Take Care of You

Summary: Travis catches the flu and tries to hide it from Taylor. But because of how obviously clingy and needy he is when he's sick, she catches on pretty fast.

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Travis' eyes slowly fluttered open before he closed them due to the light and his pounding headache. "Fuck." He sighed, sniffling his runny nose.

After a few seconds. he opened his eyes again and turned to the side to see Taylor sleeping peacefully next to him, must be nice, he thought to himself

Suddenly feeling insanely nauseous, he tossed the blanket off of him and got off of the bed, slowly walking towards the bathroom.

He walked in and felt bile rise up in his throat. With a groan, he kneeled down infront of the toilet right as the urge reached his mouth and he started to throw up. The feeling and thought of throwing up never seemed to scare or phase him, unlike Taylor, who has a panic attack at the thought of throwing up, so he was able to stay quiet in order to not wake her.

After he stopped throwing up, he stumbled up from the toilet and went to the sink to wash his mouth out and brush his teeth.

After he was done, he walked into the bedroom and saw Taylor, still fast asleep. Travis walked back to the bed and got under the sheet but didn't put the actual blanket over himself 'cause of how hot he was. He glanced at the clock and saw that it was only 6:45.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to relax. I can't let Taylor know I'm sick, he thought to himself. She only has a few days off before she has to go do another show and I can't make her take care of me on the few days she gets off.

Travis tried to go back to sleep but couldn't, so he settled for staring at Taylor lovingly while she slept.

Thankfully though, after around half an hour, Travis finally managed to drift back off the sleep.

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Travis woke back up at 9:30 to find Taylor awake, scrolling through her phone. He shifted a little bit and Taylor glanced at him before a smile appeared on her face. "Good morning, handsome!" She chuckled, putting her phone down.

"Mornin', beautiful." Travis replied and Taylor immediately furrowed her eyebrows at his voice. "Hey, are you okay? Your voice is croaky."

"It's just dry." Travis replied, which wasn't a lie, it was pretty dry but that wasn't the reason that he sounded so croaky.

"Oh, okay. Well I was just about to go make some breakfast before  your practice." Taylor said and Travis' eyes widened, dammit, I completely forgot about practice!

"Oh, yeah, that sounds good. Thanks, baby." Travis smiled and Taylor nodded, leaning over to give him a light kiss. "How does French toast sound?" Taylor asked.

"Delicious." Travis replied and Taylor nodded, getting out of bed and padding away towards the kitchen.

Travis laid there for a few minutes before he slowly got out of bed and stumbled his way to the closet to change his clothes. He settled on just some sweatpants and a plain shirt since he was just hanging into football gear when he got there anyway.

He then walked downstairs to the kitchen where Taylor was standing in front of the stove, making the breakfast. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, setting his head into the crook of her neck.

"Hey hon- damn! You're burning up." Taylor said, turning around in his arms to put her hand on his forehead. "Are you feeling okay, honey?" Taylor asked.