Tayvis OneShots

Sick Day

TW: throwing up (570 words)

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TAYLOR'S POV

I slowly get up at around 3 AM and walk to the bathroom. I kneel over the toilet and throw up. I groan and lean back unsettled. I rinse my mouth out and lay back down in bed. I don't go back to sleep but I lay in bed for a few more hours before I get up again. I start to walk to the bathroom but throw up on the floor instead.

"Oh Tay," I hear Travis say. I slowly look up at him and he kneels down and wraps his arms around me.

"I'm sorry," I say.

"For what?" Travis asks.

"I woke you up and threw up on the floor, I'm sorry," I say. Travis shakes his head and brushes tears away from my face.

"Don't be sorry, it's natural and you can't control it. It's not like you're purposely throwing up," Travis says. I nod. "Let's get you some medicine." I slowly stand up with him and we walk to the kitchen. "You go lay down." Travis says kissing the tip of my nose. I sigh and walk back to the bedroom. I lay down in bed and Travis walks in with some medicine and a glass of water. I take the medicine and Travis lays down next to me. I lay on his chest and Travis runs his fingers through my hair while I rest. I get back up almost 2 hours later and go to the bathroom. Travis is right behind me and holds my hair back as I throw up. He rubs circles on my back to calm me down and he hugs me after.

"I feel horrible," I whisper.

"I know Tay, I'm so sorry," Travis says, rubbing my back again. We walk back to bed and I fall asleep. I wake up about 30 minutes later and realize Travis is gone.

"Trav?" I whisper. I feel my eyes fill with tears as I get out of bed and start to look around. I hear the front door unlock and I slowly walk towards it. Travis walks in with 5 bags from the mall. He drops all of them when he sees me and wraps his arms around me.

"Sweetie, what happened? Are you okay?" Trav asks, kissing the top of my head. I nod.

"I thought something happened to you, I woke up and you were gone," I say in between tears. Travis wipes my tears away and shakes his head.

"I thought I would've gotten home before you woke up, I'm sorry for making you worry. How about you lay down in bed while I make a bath for you," Travis says. I nod and lay down in bed. Travis walks in a little later with a basket. He sets it down next to me as I sit up.

"Travis, you did not," I say as tears prick my eyes. He sits down next to me and hugs me. "You're the best." I whisper. I look through the basket that contains a fuzzy blanket in case I get cold, sweatshorts because he knows I don't like to sleep in pants, it makes me feel claustrophobic, bath salts, a bath bomb, and one of his hoodies. "Thank you so much, I love you so much." I say hugging Travis even tighter.

"Of course baby, feel better, I love you even more," Travis says, kissing the top of my head.