Taylor Swift and Tree Paine Oneshots

Taylor, you're...... to who?

Tree is sitting in Taylor's living room, going over some notes for the next phase of the tour, when she hears laughter from the hallway. Travis and Taylor come into view, talking softly, but there's something more intimate in their interaction—something Tree can't place. Taylor nudges Travis playfully, and he responds with a knowing smile. It's a look of pure understanding, a look you don't see between people who've only just begun dating.

Tree, half-joking but curious: "I don't know how you two are so good at this. It's like you've been together forever."

Taylor stiffens ever so slightly, but quickly recovers with a light laugh.

Taylor, glancing at Travis: "Well, sometimes you just... click with someone."

But there's something off in her tone, something that doesn't sit right with Tree. She watches as Travis shoots Taylor another look—a silent conversation that Tree's seen a thousand times over the last few months, but one that feels much deeper now.

Later that night, after Travis has left, Tree can't shake the feeling that something's not adding up. She's known Taylor for years, and Taylor is terrible at keeping secrets. How could she and Travis be this in sync after just a few months?

The next morning, Tree decides to dig a little deeper. She's learned over the years that sometimes, with Taylor, you just have to push her a bit.

Tree, casually: "You and Travis... you seem really close. Like, really close. It's kind of amazing how you two can communicate without even speaking."

Taylor, focused on her phone, murmurs: "Yeah, I guess."

Tree presses on: "I mean, don't get me wrong, you two are great together. But it's like you've known him forever. And for someone who's usually so bad at keeping secrets, I have to admit, I'm impressed at how well you're keeping this relationship under wraps."

Taylor's fingers freeze over her screen, and Tree knows she's hit a nerve. Slowly, Taylor sets her phone down and looks up at Tree, her face carefully composed.

Taylor, quietly: "Tree... there's something I need to tell you."

Tree's stomach tightens. The room feels suddenly smaller.

Taylor takes a deep breath before speaking: "Travis and I didn't just start dating in July. We've known each other since before... well, before everything."

Tree's eyes widen: "What do you mean? Before what?"

Taylor, with a small, almost nervous smile: "Before I was famous. Before anyone knew my name. We met back in 2008. And... we've been married since 2010."

The words hang in the air like a bombshell. Tree stares at Taylor, completely speechless.

Tree, almost in disbelief: "Married? Since 2010? Taylor, what? How did you—how did I not know this?!"

Taylor, a little sheepishly: "We wanted to keep it private. It was... something just for us. And, I mean, with everything going on in my career, it wasn't hard to let people believe whatever they wanted."

Tree's mind races, trying to process the information. She thinks back to the last decade—the endless media frenzy, the speculation, the rumors about Taylor's love life. All the while, Taylor had been quietly married to Travis Kelce, right under everyone's noses.

Tree, shaking her head in disbelief: "You... you managed to keep this secret for over a decade? But you can't even keep a surprise party a secret for more than a week!"

Taylor laughs, a genuine sound, but there's a hint of relief in it, like a weight has been lifted off her shoulders.

Taylor, teasing: "I guess I'm better at secrets than you thought."

Tree sinks back into the couch, still stunned. "Why didn't you tell me, Tay?"

Taylor's expression softens. "It wasn't that I didn't trust you. I just... wanted something that was ours. Something no one could touch. The fame, the tours, the spotlight—it takes everything from you. But Travis... he was my one constant through it all."

Tree nods slowly, the pieces finally clicking into place. The chemistry, the silent communication, the deep connection—it all makes sense now.

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