tayvis oneshots

in doctors office lighting

taylor's pov:
travis just texted me he's on his way back from football practice. i figure he'll probably want to take a shower because he always gets so sweaty, so i decided to take my shower first, then he won't have to wait when he gets home.

i quickly take of my pants and hoodie, followed by my underwear and toss them in the hamper. i grab a fluffy white towel for once im all fresh and clean.

i turn the water on, i make it super hot. i can feel the steam in the air as i waited to get it. once i put my hair into a bun so it didn't get wet, i hopped in the warmth.

the water felt nice against my skin, the warmth softened it. i washed my face with my usual cleanser and moved on to washing my body. i squeezed the soap onto the pink loofah, lathering it up so its nice and sudsy.

i wash everything as normal, until i get to my chest, i noticed a weird bump on my left breast. i had never noticed a lump there before, i began to get worked up quick.

it could be nothing, but im scared its breast cancer. i quickly finish rinsing myself off with water, jumping out of the shower to get dressed.

i got dressed into a pair of cozy black sweatpants and one of travis's shirts. i lifted the shirt above my neck, examining my chest. the lump was still small, you couldn't see it through my shirt, but it was definitely there.

i wasn't sure how long it was there, it couldn't of been there that long, right? if it was that obvious travis would've told me.

maybe it was just nothing, maybe everything would all be fine, but the chance of cancer scared me. my mom had it, so the odds of me having it are so much higher.

i tilted my head back a groaned, just wanting this to be off my mind for tonight. i heard the front door open and close, travis must be back. "hey babygirl!" he says, setting his bags down. i give him a faint smile, but he can sense something is wrong.

"baby.. are you alright? you look stressed." he says, placing his hand above my head, making sure i didn't have a fever. "travis... im worried." i say, picking at my fingernails.

"what's wrong baby? can i help?" he asks, his voice thick with concern. "this is gonna sound weird, but just..." i breath. "do my boobs feel.. normal to you?" i ask, with a little chuckle.

"you want me to feel your boobs? now?" he asks, still a little confused why i'm asking him to touch my boobs in the middle of the kitchen. "yes. just... i need answers." i say.

"alright then." he chuckles, lifting his large hand up my shirt. as he touches the spot with the lump i can see his face go numb. i knew he felt it, i just needed some sort of confirmation that the lump was actually there.

"oh baby..." he says, his voice full of sadness. the silence spoke for itself. tears start to well in the corners of my eyes. "baby, when did you notice it?" he asks, gently hugging me.

"just now. in the shower." i mumbled, travis wiped away my tears with his thumbs. "baby, let's call the doctor tomorrow, yeah?" he says, i slowly nod. i hated going to the doctors, dentists, or basically anywhere that had to do with my health, but i knew it was important.

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i sat in the car, moments before the appointment. i made sure i had time to have some extra time before the appointment just incase of a panic attack. travis luckily didn't have practice today, which meant he could come with me.

"baby, we need to go in soon." he mumbles into my ear, squeezing my hand three times before letting go. "i know." i say, taking a few deep breaths to pull myself together.

we walk into the doctors office together, he gently holds my hand as i talked to the receptionist. we take a seat in the waiting room, waiting for my doctor to bring us to a private room.

"taylor?" i hear a voice mumble from the door, once i see the familiar face of my doctor, i put on a small smile, and follow her back into the room.

"alright taylor, so.. what seems to be the problem?" she asks, getting out a notebook and pen. "um.. i have a weird lump on my left breast" i mumble, she nods, scribbling notes down.

"alright, when did you notice it?" she asks, clicking her pen. "just the other day. it's small, but i just want to make sure, you know?" i respond, she nods.

"okay, thank you for that information. i think it's best to mammogram today, is that alright with you?" she asks, i nod.

after a while they did some tests and i don't even know what. i tried my best to ignore everything, but they came back with the results much quicker than i had expected.

"alright taylor, we've got the results back." she says, opening a folder with a couple pieces of paper in it.

"so, you do not have breast cancer." she smiles. i feel as if a huge weight has been lifted off my chest. "i believe the lump is just a cyst. it should go away soon" she smiles.

"you shouldn't need any medicine and it will resolve on its own." she says. "thank you so much, that's great" i smile. im so relieved.

"alright, well i've got other patients to see. you two have a good day" she smiles as we leave the room.

we get back to the car. "that's amazing baby." travis says, holding my hand tightly. "i know, i was super worried." i admitted. "it's okay, it's better to be safe than sorry" he chuckles.

"true."i laugh, he presses a kiss into my cheek before we drive away. "i love you" he says. "i love you even more." i smile.

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sorry for such an abrupt ending, i didn't really know how to end it, sorry!

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