Tayvis one-shots (3)

Engagement Pressure

Taylor sat on the couch in her Nashville home, her legs curled under her and her laptop resting on her thighs. The sun had just set, casting a warm glow through the large windows, and the house was filled with a comfortable silence. She scrolled through her social media feeds, a small frown forming as she saw the latest headlines and comments about her relationship with Travis.

"Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce: Engagement Rumors Swirl!"
"Is an Engagement Announcement Coming Soon?"
"Fans Speculate About Swift-Kelce Wedding Bells."

The articles were relentless. Every time she opened her phone, there seemed to be a new wave of speculation and rumors about her and Travis taking the next big step in their relationship. She sighed, closing her laptop and leaning back against the couch. The pressure was starting to get to her.

Just as she was about to lose herself in thought, the front door opened, and Travis walked in, looking tired but happy. His face lit up when he saw her, and he crossed the room in a few strides to give her a kiss.

"Hey, gorgeous," he said, his voice warm and soothing. "How's your day been?"

Taylor smiled, feeling a bit of her tension melt away at the sight of him. "Hey, Trav. It's been... okay. Just dealing with the usual stuff. How was practice?"

"Exhausting, but good," Travis replied, sitting down next to her and pulling her into his arms. "I've been thinking about you all day. Missed you."

She nestled into his embrace, feeling safe and loved. But the nagging thoughts about the engagement rumors were still there, hovering in the back of her mind.

"Trav, can we talk about something?" she asked hesitantly.

"Of course, babe. What's on your mind?" he said, looking at her with concern.

"It's just... all these rumors and pressure about us getting engaged," Taylor began, her voice faltering slightly. "It's everywhere, and it's starting to get to me. I feel like everyone's expecting us to take this next step, and I don't want that to put any strain on us."

Travis listened carefully, his expression serious. "I know what you mean, Tay. I've seen the headlines too, and I've been thinking about it a lot. But I don't want you to feel pressured or rushed into anything. We should do things at our own pace."

Taylor looked up at him, relief washing over her. "I feel the same way. I love you, Travis, and I want us to make our own decisions, not based on what the media or anyone else thinks."

He smiled, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "That's exactly how I feel. Let's just focus on us and what makes us happy. The rest doesn't matter."

They sat in silence for a moment, both feeling the weight of their conversation lift. It was comforting to know they were on the same page.

"How about we do something fun this weekend?" Travis suggested. "Just the two of us, away from all the noise and pressure."

Taylor's eyes lit up at the idea. "That sounds perfect. Maybe a little getaway? Somewhere quiet and peaceful?"

"Absolutely," he agreed. "I'll plan something special for us."

True to his word, Travis organized a weekend trip to a secluded cabin in the mountains. As they drove up the winding roads, leaving the city and its pressures behind, Taylor felt a sense of excitement and anticipation. The cabin was beautiful, nestled among tall trees with a breathtaking view of the surrounding landscape.

"This is amazing, Trav," Taylor said, taking in the serene surroundings. "I can't remember the last time I felt this relaxed."

Travis grinned, pleased with her reaction. "I'm glad you like it. I wanted this weekend to be all about us, just enjoying each other's company without any distractions."

They spent the next few days hiking, cooking meals together, and sitting by the fire, talking about everything and nothing. The engagement rumors seemed a world away, and they both reveled in the simplicity of their time together.

One evening, as they sat on the porch watching the sunset, Taylor turned to Travis with a thoughtful expression.

"You know, I've been thinking a lot about what we talked about," she said softly. "About not letting the pressure get to us. And I realized that as long as we're together, I'm happy. Whether we're engaged or not doesn't matter to me."

Travis took her hand, his eyes reflecting the same sentiment. "I feel the same way, Tay. Being with you is what matters most. The rest will come when the time is right."

They sat in comfortable silence, watching the sky turn shades of pink and orange. In that moment, Taylor felt a deep sense of contentment. She knew that no matter what the future held, as long as they faced it together, they could handle anything.

The weekend away gave them both a renewed sense of clarity and purpose. When they returned to Nashville, they felt more connected and stronger than ever. The engagement rumors continued, but they no longer felt the same weight or pressure.

One evening, a few weeks later, they attended a charity gala together. The event was filled with celebrities, reporters, and cameras, but Taylor and Travis were focused only on each other. As they mingled and chatted with friends, Taylor noticed a few knowing glances and whispers directed their way.

"Looks like the rumors are still going strong," Taylor said to Travis with a wry smile as they found a quiet corner.

Travis chuckled, squeezing her hand. "Let them talk. We know what matters."

As the night went on, they enjoyed the event, dancing and laughing together. At one point, they were approached by a reporter who was eager to ask about the engagement rumors.

"Taylor, Travis, any comments on the rumors about an impending engagement?" the reporter asked, microphone in hand.

Taylor exchanged a glance with Travis, who gave her a reassuring nod.

"All we can say is that we're very happy together," Taylor replied with a smile. "We're taking things one day at a time and enjoying every moment."

Travis nodded in agreement. "Exactly. We're not in any rush. We're just focused on us and our relationship."

The reporter seemed satisfied with their response and moved on to other guests. Taylor and Travis shared a look of relief and returned to the dance floor, knowing they had handled the situation with grace and honesty.

As they danced, Travis leaned in close, his lips brushing her ear. "I love you, Tay. And no matter what anyone else says or thinks, we're in this together."

Taylor smiled, her heart swelling with love for the man who stood by her side through everything. "I love you too, Trav. Forever and always."

In that moment, surrounded by the glittering lights and the hum of conversation, Taylor knew that their love was strong enough to withstand any pressure or rumor. They had each other, and that was all that mattered.