"Baby I accidentally wore a ring on my ring finger, on my right hand though which is what gets me. And now everyone things were engaged." I complain to my boyfriend and I walk into the kitchen.
"You're acting like that's such a bad thing." He says waving the spatula around.
"It's not, I would love to be engaged to you but you gotta ask me first." I say rolling my eyes and smiling.
"But I was thinking of ways I can shut down the rumor cause I tried to just let it die down but apparently that was adding gasoline to a fire." I say moving to sit down at the island.
"What if you put one of my Super Bowl rings on and say something stupid in the caption like 'the only ring I have' or something like that." Travis says walking away from the stove and now standing behind me, holding onto my hips and kissing my neck.
"Oh you smart man!" I say perking up and jumping off the stool, accidentally hitting Travis in the face.
"Ow Tay." Travis says rubbing the bridge of his nose. I turn around and run to his side, feeling terrible for hurting him.
"Oh baby I'm so so sorry. Are you okay? I'm so sorry Trav." I say holding his cheek with one hand and rubbing his back with the other.
"Tay I'm okay, just go get the picture and come back to show me." Travis laughs and puts his hand away down from his nose. I gasp at the sight of seeing it all red.
"Oh no." I clap my hands over my mouth as my eyes start watering. I take a small step back from Travis, somehow scared I'm gonna hurt him again.
"Oh Tay baby, I'm okay sweetheart. don't cry." Travis says pulling me into a tight, comforting hug.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm sorry Trav." I say starting to cry.
"Hey hey hey, it's okay Tay, it wasn't on purpose, your shoulder just hit my nose so it's a little red but I can't even feel it anymore, it doesn't hurt I swear. Don't cry babygirl." Travis says stroking the ends my hair softly and kissing the top every few seconds.
"I'm sorry I won't do it again I swear." I say now that I've stopped crying, just aggressively hiccuping. Travis lifts me up and puts me on the little counter behind us so he can look at me.
"Sweetie, accidents happen. You didn't mean to and I'm okay. It wasn't your fault. You didn't mean to. I'm okay. You're okay. We're okay." Travis says and I nod.
"You're so cute though, I love that you care that much. And I love you baby." Travis says smiling at me and tucking his fingers under my chin. I use the back of my hand to wipe my nose and laugh a little.
"I love you too." I smile back at him and he leans in to peck my lips softly, then pulling back and wiping the stray tears off my cheeks.
"Now go take that really cute picture of yourself in my ring and come back down so we can eat dinner then cuddle on the couch, since I'm officially marking Tuesdays as Swift-Kelce movie nights." Travis says, taking me off the counter.
"If only you would make it just Kelce movie night.." I giggle while slowly walking backwards out of the room.
"Maybe throw a baby or two in there to make it a family movie night hm?" Travis jokes as he walks back to attend the food on the stove but I heard it as a promise.
"Sounds good." I say and spin around and leave the room. Travis jumps at the chance and slaps my ass as I walk out, leaving a big booming laugh echoing through our house. I smile at his shenanigans and walk up the stairs and into Travis's office area.
I look around for a few seconds before walking over to the little display case holding the 2023 Super Bowl ring he owns.
I slip it onto my ring finger, where I engagement ring would typically go. But I'm also genuinely surprised at the weight of it. I get out my phone and go the camera app. I lift up my hand and put it next to my face, I pull a frowny face and take the photo, laughing a bit at the thought of everyone's reaction.
I put the ring back where it was, making sure it looked good before closing the case and walking away from it.
Then something catches the corner of my eye, making me fully turn around. Travis's phone. I smirk and pick it up, unlocking it then going to his own camera app and lift up my shirt, revealing my bare chest to the camera. I take a few photos, one just off my breasts, another of me squeezing them, and one of me making my best seductive sexy face. I laugh as I pull my shirt down back into place and put his phone down where it was. Leaving the room then stopping in the hallway to take yet another picture of my boobs but on my own phone, just to tease Travis a bit.
I walk back into the kitchen and see Travis putting our dinner into two different plates.
"Hey girly." He says and smiles up at me, sliding both plates across the counter and going around to sit at one of the chairs. I walk to the other side of the island, confusing Travis.
"Okay I have two options, which one should I post?" I say handing my phone to Travis.
I watch as he stares at the first one I took, then swiping to the right and watching his reaction to my nudes.
He raises his eyebrows and tilts his head to the side. He spends about 3 minutes just staring down at my phone before speaking up.
"I love the second one but that's only a picture the love of your life should be looking at so post the second one."
"Oh then why are you seeing it?" I say jokingly snatching my phone back.
"Sneaky girl." He says and I walk over to him, plopping down on his lap.
"Well you're naughty and sneaky." I say referring to his niece and moving an arm back around his neck.
"I also might have taken a little photo shoot similar to that picture on ur phone since you left it in the office." I say kissing behind his ear.
"Oh who's the naughty one now." Travis says moving both of his hands to my inner thighs.
"I love you so much it's crazy." I giggle, rubbing my nose against his.
"I love you so so much too." He says smiling like an idiot.
(We're gonna pretend the picture is actually her wearing the ring)
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