tayvis oneshots

my fourth drink in my hand

taylor's pov:
tonight me and travis had a fun night planned and we're planning to start off at the bar. we needed to leave 45 minutes, so i quickly rushed to get ready.

i chose to wear a sexy tight black dress, which was one of travis's favorites, with some basic gold jewelry, a small purse to keep my belongings in, and short heels. i knew it was probably going to be a late night, and i really didn't want to have hurt ankles by the end of it.

i threw on some light face makeup along with black mascara and my classic red lipstick that i always wear. i debated what to do with my hair, but i didn't have much to style it, so i just quickly went over it with a straightener.

"trav, ready to go?" i called out, sliding my foot inside my heel. "yup!" he said, taking my hand and walking me out to the car.

he opened the passenger door seat door for me, i smiled. i loved him so much, he was always such a gentleman, and wasn't embarrassed or wanted to be hidden away, i liked the fact he was proud of our relationship and wanted to make it public.

once we arrived to the bar we helped me out of the car and walked me in. the bar wasn't too full, it was mainly just us and some friends. there was a few people we didn't really know, but everyone had mutual friends, im sure it'll be fun.

we ordered a drink or two to start, but that quickly escalated into a probably a few more drinks than i should've had.

travis's pov:
i had a couple drinks tonight, but for the most part i was sober enough to understand what was going on around me, but taylor on the other hand was clueless about practically everything in her surroundings.

we started off the night with just us together, but didn't stay together after she drank. i obviously didn't mind that she was talking to other people, i just thought it was going to be us two, but if she wanted to hang with her friends for a little, i wasn't gonna stop her.

the rest of the night was going pretty well, i hung out with some of the guys and then i noticed taylor across the room talking to some guy. i tried my best to make out who it wads but it wasn't a guy i recognized either, it was some random dude.

they where both getting a little touchy in my opinion, i don't think i feel too great about that. i know she's quite drunk, but i think it's time to go home.

luckily i was able to separate them politely, and convince taylor it was time to go back home, she eventually agreed, but didn't come easily.

i helped her to the car, she could hardly walk in a straight line at this point, she really does need to stop drinking so much. "here honey" i say while handing her a water bottle.

she tries to say something, but it was very slurred and i couldn't make out what she was tried to say.
by the time we got home, she was practically passed out, so i offered to carry her in.

i knew she would be miserable tomorrow morning, so i tried to convince her to shower and try to take some care of herself tonight, since she would probably be so hungover tomorrow morning.

i convinced her to shower with me, just a quick one though. i helped change into some comfortable pajamas and brush her teeth. i wanted her to try to eat or drink something, but im lucky she showered, so i just decided it was time for her to sleep.

"c'mere babygirl" i say, picking her up, her wrapping her legs around my waist as i carried her into the bedroom. before joining her for sleep, i quickly changed into some grey sweatpants and an old t-shirt.

by the time i was ready for bed, she was already completely out, so i just joined her and gave a little kiss on her temple. "i love you babygirl" i whispered.

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idk how i feel about this one, lmk what yall think.

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