Tayvis one-shots (2)

Bookstore Date

Taylor stepped out of the car, her hand entwined with Travis Kelce's. The quaint, ivy-covered bookstore stood before them, its windows glowing warmly in the fading light of the afternoon. A sense of nostalgia and excitement filled Taylor as she looked up at the sign: "The Book Nook."

"This place looks magical," she said, squeezing Travis's hand.

"I thought you'd like it," Travis replied, his eyes twinkling with anticipation. "I remember you mentioning how much you love bookstores."

They walked inside, the bell above the door chiming softly to announce their arrival. The scent of old books and freshly brewed coffee enveloped them, creating a cozy and inviting atmosphere. Shelves packed with books of all genres lined the walls, with comfortable chairs and reading nooks scattered throughout the store.

Taylor's eyes sparkled as she took in the scene. "This is perfect."

Travis smiled, pleased to see her so happy. "I thought we could spend the afternoon here, finding books for each other and maybe having some coffee. What do you think?"

"I think it sounds wonderful," Taylor said, standing on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek.

They wandered through the aisles, hand in hand, exploring the different sections. Taylor loved how intimate and peaceful the store felt, a perfect escape from their busy lives.

Travis stopped in the fantasy section, his eyes scanning the titles. "Do you like fantasy novels?"

Taylor nodded enthusiastically. "Absolutely. I love getting lost in a different world."

He picked up a book and handed it to her. "How about this one? It's about a warrior princess who fights to save her kingdom."

Taylor read the back cover, her interest piqued. "This sounds amazing. Thank you, Trav."

They continued browsing, occasionally picking out books and showing them to each other. Taylor found herself in the poetry section, running her fingers over the spines of the books.

"Find anything good?" Travis asked, coming up behind her.

Taylor pulled out a collection of love poems. "I've always loved poetry. It's so expressive and beautiful."

Travis took the book from her and flipped through the pages. "Read one to me?"

Taylor blushed but nodded, finding a poem that caught her eye. She read aloud, her voice soft and melodic:

*"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)*
*I am never without it (anywhere I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done*
*by only me is your doing, my darling)*
*I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)*
*and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you"*

Travis listened intently, his eyes locked on hers. When she finished, he took her hand and kissed it. "That was beautiful, Tay. You have a way with words."

"Thank you," she said, her heart fluttering. "I'm glad you liked it."

They made their way to the cozy café at the back of the store, ordering coffee and pastries. They settled into a corner booth, their bags of books beside them.

"This place is perfect," Taylor said, taking a sip of her latte. "Thank you for bringing me here."

"I'm glad you like it," Travis replied, his eyes warm with affection. "I thought it would be a nice way to spend some quality time together."

Taylor reached across the table and took his hand. "It's perfect. I love discovering new things with you."

They spent the next hour talking, laughing, and sharing their love of books. Taylor felt a deep sense of contentment, knowing that she had found someone who understood and shared her passions.