TAYVIS ONE SHOTS

Clingy girls don't win Grammy's

A/N @hrtsfortaytay here u go x

GUYS I JUST REALISED I'VE HAD OVER 1K VIEWS ON MY STORY AAAAAHHHH

*FLASHBACK*

"Can I have a hug Joe?" I ask as he sits scrolling on his phone across the room as I come in after a long day of work stressing me out with something going on with planning for the tour next year.

"What are you a toddler?" he says smirking.

"Fine. I just had a long day at work and thought my boyfriend would care"

"Don't try that with me it's not my fault your so clingy"

"You would be too if you knew how much he was out of the house..."

"Taylor you live in America" 

I sigh defeated and walk over to him wrapping my arms around him before placing a kiss on his cheek. 

"God Taylor" he says pushing me away. Clingy girls don't win Grammy's go write a song or something"

I walk out of the room and into the studio. Which is conveniently for him as far away as I could possibly be I get a few steps out of the door before I let the tears that have been pricking my eyes fall out of sight of the man that is supposed to be here for me no matter what.

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

Travis' POV

I was exhausted. It had been a long day of training, media, and back-to-back commitments. All I wanted to do was crawl into bed and sleep for days. But as soon as I stepped into our apartment, I couldn't help but smile. Taylor, curled up in a massive blanket, waiting for me. Her eyes lit up as soon as she saw me, and she immediately reached out her arms in a silent invitation.

"Hey, baby," I said softly, kicking off my shoes.

"Come here," she whined, stretching her arms toward me, already pouting.

I chuckled as I walked over, sitting down on the edge of the couch. Tay wasted no time wrapping herself around me, clinging to my side like a koala. She snuggled her head into the crook of my neck, pressing herself as close to me as possible. I could feel the warmth of her breath against my skin, and it was comforting, but also amusing.

"You miss me or something?" I teased, leaning back and pulling her fully into my lap.

She made a noise of confirmation, but didn't say anything, just burrowed deeper into me.

"Baby, you've seen me every day this week," I said, gently stroking her hair. I wasn't complaining though it's nice for the presence of her after a long day of work to be familiar and if I had it my way she would always be here.

"I know," she mumbled against my chest. "But I missed you today."

My heart softened, feeling the weight of her small body against me. Taylor could be so independent, constantly juggling tour life, music, and all her creative ventures. But every now and then, she had these moments where she just wanted to be close, to feel connected, and I couldn't help but love those moments the most.

I ran his hand up and down her back slowly, trying to soothe her. "You doing okay? You seem a little clingy tonight," I teased lightly.

She pulled back just enough to look up at me, eyes narrowed. "I'm not clingy."

"Oh, definitely not clingy at all," I said with a smirk, wrapping his arms tighter around her and pulling her even closer. "Totally normal to hold onto me like this after a six-hour workday."

"Shut up," She laughed, lightly smacking his chest. "You love it when I'm like this."

I grinned, unable to argue. "Maybe I do."

The truth was, I did. As big and tough as my football persona might be, there was nothing I liked more than these quiet moments when it was just them, no cameras, no games, no stadiums full of fans. Just Taylor, needing me, wanting to be near me.

Taylor's POV

I had been feeling off all day. Not in a bad way, but in that way where you just want to be close to the person you love. Maybe it was the stress of the tour, or maybe it was the fact that me and Travis had barely had any time together lately, but I was craving his presence in a way that felt almost physical.

When he finally walked through the door, my heart leaped. The sight of him made me feel instantly more grounded, like everything was going to be okay. I watched him kick off his shoes and flash me that easy, tired smile, and I just knew.

"Come here," I all but demanded, my voice softer than usual.

As soon as he sat down, I crawled into his lap, clinging to him like I needed him to breathe. I rested my head against his chest, inhaling the familiar scent of him—something that was a mix of his cologne and the faint smell of grass and leather that always lingered from practice. I didn't even care that she was being over-the-top clingy. The clingy 100 times more than Joe or Matty or any of my other exes hated. All I wanted was to feel his arms around me.

"I missed you today," I whispered, my voice muffled against his neck.

Travis held me close, his big hands tracing soothing circles on my back. "I missed you too, babe."

That was all I needed to hear. There was something so calming about the way he held me, the way his hands knew exactly how to make her feel safe. I didn't feel like Taylor Swift in these moments—I just felt like Taylor, the girl who was madly in love with her football-playing fiancé.

As he teased me about being clingy, I didn't even mind as I lifted my head to look at him, narrowing my eyes playfully. "I'm not clingy." I said knowing he didn't mean it as an insult like so many others and I was glad he knew I wanted him as much as I did. 

His laughter made my heart flutter. God, I loved that sound. "Maybe a little," he replied, eyes twinkling with mischief.

I rolled her eyes but didn't move an inch away from him. If anything, I cuddled closer.

"I don't mind," he added softly, pressing a kiss to my temple. "I kinda like it."

I smiled into his chest. Being with Travis felt so natural, so easy. Even when I was feeling a little more needy than usual, he never made me feel guilty about it. He welcomed my clinginess, embraced it even. And in return, I felt safe enough to let my guard down completely.

"I just feel like I haven't had you to myself much lately," I admitted, fingers playing with the edge of his shirt.

"I know," he murmured, his voice warm and understanding. "It's been crazy with the tour and the season starting. But I'm here now. And I'm all yours."

I loved how simple he made things sound. I could make the most simple "I love you" or "I hate you" into a hour long album with long words and complicated chord sequences but he could drive me crazy with just a few words.

"Good," I whispered, closing my eyes as the exhaustion of the day started to catch up with me. "Because I'm not letting you go."

He laughed, his chest vibrating against her cheek. "Not going anywhere, Tay."

And with that reassurance, I let myself relax fully in his arms, drifting off into a peaceful, contented sleep knowing as long as I had him everything else would fall into place.

A/N Thanks for the request I loved writing a deep fluffy chapter! How would you guys feel about a fic about a preggo Tay and a Tayvis baby lmk and as always drop any ideas xxx