tayvis oneshots

you fight, and you talk

requested by someone, i just can't find their username, sorry!

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travis's pov:
this morning i had an early workout planned with patrick and some of the other guys. i didn't want to disturb taylor, she needed to rest before her concert tonight.

after i got home from the workout, taylor had moved out of bed and was half asleep watching greys anatomy on the couch. "hey babygirl." i smiled, taking a seat on the couch beside her.

she fully opened her eyes the rest of way, stretching her arms out. "how'd you sleep?" i asked, ruffling her hair.

"good." she replied, and backed away from me. i wasn't sure why, she seemed almost mad at me.

"baby, you alright?" i asked. "yes." she kept giving me simple one worded responses to everything i asked her.

"well babygirl, i don't know what's up, but if you decide you wanna talk about, im all ears" i continued to let her be, maybe she genuinely was just having a bad morning, so i didn't want to pressure her or anything.

i've learned throughout our relationship, sometimes it's better to just let things be, especially if there wasn't a pressing reason for them not to be.

i decided to make myself and taylor some food since i wasn't sure if she had eaten yet, maybe that's why she was a little grumpy.

i made scrambled eggs and toast, it was simple but was always one of her favorite meals. i plated her food and poured a glass of orange juice to go along with it.

"here babygirl" i say, handing her the plate. "thanks." she replied, picking up the fork. "of course, let me know if you want anything else." i replied, taking a seat on the opposite side of the couch, since she wanted some space.

after a few minutes i noticed she hadn't eaten more than a couple bites. "you good baby? you've hardly touched your food." i mention on the way back to the kitchen to take my dishes to the sink.

"i already said im fine." she said firmly, leaning back into the couch. "well you don't seem fine. what's the matter?" i repeated, hoping she'd give me an answer, but she just shrugged.

"are you sick? did you sleep bad? do you have your period? babygirl what's wrong?" i wonder, sometimes she's cranky or just not in a good mood.

"no, no and no! don't ask me that! you're the problem, not me!" she starts to cry. i was confused, i dont remember doing anything to make her mad, or anything that would make her dislike me.

"baby? what?" i backed away. "what the fuck did i do?" i slightly chuckle, hoping it was just some sort of miscommunication thing. we rarely had any major fights in our relationship. it was usually something that was just a small misunderstanding.

"you left me this morning." she shouted. "you didn't even think of texting me travis!" she began to cry harder. "what babygirl? i left a note on the counter by your side of the bed." i mentioned.

"and i told you i'd be leaving before you wake up last night." i countered. "well i don't remember that." she yelled.

"i just had a quick gym session with the team this morning baby, don't you remember?" i ask.

"i was looking forward to my morning cuddles." she murmured, ignoring my question, sinking into the couch cushions even more. "and i didn't get them.." she began to cry even harder. "oh baby..." i mumble, seeing how upset this small thing had made her.

"baby, im sorry. i didn't think you'd be upset. here, we can cuddle now, and fuck it. let's cuddle all day if that makes you happy." i say, pressing a kiss into her forehead.

"o-okay" she sniffled as she situated herself in between my legs, curling up into a small ball. "is this better? you just wanted some cuddles, didn't you?" i joke, ruffling her hair.

"yeah. and sorry for overreacting about it a little, i just was mad" she replied, placing a kiss on my lower face. "you're cute" i smile, giving her another kiss.

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sorry this was so short!