Taylor x Travis: In Every Life

lost & found (treat you better pt 2)

Taylor's POV

I felt so warm, safe, comforted, which wasn't something I had felt for one year, two months, and nine days. Now I was home again, and I buried myself in that warmth, wondering how I ever could have let this go.

My eyes fluttered open to meet the sight of a dim bedroom, the clock telling me it was four in the morning. Travis and I hadn't even fallen asleep until two, so he was still fast asleep behind me. I could feel his steady breath on the back of my neck, his arms wrapped tightly around my body like he thought I'd slip away again. Never.

Moving slowly so I wouldn't wake him, I turned over and peeked up at Travis. He was so breathtakingly handsome, and I couldn't help but reach up and touch his cheek. How could I have ever walked away from this man, knowing how much he loved me, how much he loved him, how perfect we were together? We'd spent so long apart, but maybe we had needed that time. But I was home now. I was with Travis.

"Travis I'm so sorry I ever left." I breathed, so quietly I could barely hear my own voice. "I love you so much, and this whole time I tried to forget that and replace you, but it was so wrong. I love you and it'll always only be you." I touched his bottom lip. "I'm sorry."

Travis' eyes fluttered, opened, softened when they saw me. Without a word he pulled me closer and kissed my forehead before nuzzling his face into my neck. I sighed happily, my eyes slipping closed as Travis kissed my neck sleepily, softly. His lips ticked and I giggled in response, causing Travis to pull back and look at me with a gentle smile.

"Hi." I whispered, stroking his short beard gently.

"Hey baby." Travis pressed a long, lingering kiss to my lips. "You have no idea how incredible it is to see you back in my bed." He murmured. "To see you when I wake up. I missed this."

"Me too." My lip trembled.

"Hey, hey don't cry." Travis stroked my cheek. "This is not your fault baby." He hadn't even had to ask me what was wrong. He just knew. "Tay, baby this is not your fault okay? It took both of us to breakup the first time, and it's okay because we're home now. You are my home." He paired that with a soft kiss to my lips. "And I love you more than my own life, more than anyone, more than the world. All of that is in the past Tay, all of it. We are just us now."

"Just us." I echoed, feeling my heart knitting together to its final, healed form. He was right; it took two. And I had blamed myself for what had happened to us, but maybe I could let that go now. Every path had its bumps, and ours was no different. Maybe our bump was huge, but we'd gotten past it and I felt how much stronger we were now. I knew this was it for me, for us. 

This right here, was my forever.

When I woke up the second time, warm rays of sun were spread across the double bed, white sheets almost glowing in the morning light. I stretched out with a little sigh, turning my head to see Travis lying next to me on his side, propping his head up on his hand, just gazing at me. And oh, the look on his face. He looked so content, so peaceful, like there wasn't a place in the world he'd rather be or like there wasn't another person in the world he'd rather be with. I blinked away tears as I stared up at him, in awe.

"I was going to make you breakfast in bed, but I couldn't stand to get up and leave you here." Travis murmured, his voice still a little sleepy, indicating he hadn't been up too long. "You were just smiling." His other hand rose, fingers brushing against my dry lips. "So peaceful. I couldn't move."

"I love you." I breathed. "I wish there was some way to tell you exactly how, but there's no words Travis. There's just not." There wasn't a dictionary incredible enough.

"I know baby, I know." Travis stroked the side of my cheek. "And you're the wordy one here. How do you think I feel?"

"I think you're pretty damn amazing with your words." I told him. "When you want to be. You're such a sweetheart."