Tayvis smut

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I slid into my car with a frustrated sigh, an unshakeable sadness clinging to me like a shadow.

The feeling had followed me all day – something heavier than anxiety, more relentless and draining. It was as if I was waiting for something to happen, but nothing ever did.

Shaking my head, I turned up the radio, hoping to drown out my thoughts around my swirling mind. A laugh finally bubbled up when one of my songs came on.

I let the warm spring air whip through my hair, my singers dancing in the breeze as I sang along. Maybe if I forced myself to find the good, I could shake this feeling.

I sang the notes, just like the audio and tried my best to push the creeping fear down.

But when I sang the last few notes of cruel summer, the weight in my chest remained. I sighed, the sound laced with frustration. The fuck

Pulling into the driveway, I shut off the car and stepped out, my movements slower, heavier than usually. The house was eerily quiet as I pushed the door open, the soft crack echoing through the stillness. I swallowed a lump in my throat.

"Trav?" my voice barely above a whisper, laced with vulnerability. And just like that the sadness and fear had settled deeper. My head pounded in my chest as I bolted towards the kitchen, only to be met with a single, lonely plate.

I spun around, breath ragged, and rushed into the living room - pristine, untouched, eerily still. A suffocating weight pressed against my ribs as realization crept in.

This must be what my subconscious was warning me about. I thought. "It's ok taylor" I tried to convince myself, bring myself back to earth with every deep breath i took, but failed miserably.

I hurried upstairs to check our room, only to freeze in my tracks..

A shadow loomed ahead, in our room.A monster? And man?.

Travis.

"Baby?" his voice rough, with sleep, his fingers lazily rubbed his eyes, propping himself up in bed.

I gasped, my vision blurring with tears. My chest tightened, breathing erratic.

"Hey, hey what's wrong?" he was on his feet in an instant, pulling me into the warmth in his arms, his green eyes filled with concern.

"I thought" I choked on my words, sucking in a trembling breath. "I thought you got hurt"

Tears spilled over as I buried myself deeper in his embrace, his arms tightening around me.

"Shh, i've got you" he murmured, rubbing soothing circles along my back. Slowly, the pain ebbed, my body finally relaxing and melting into his.

I curled into his chest, letting his steady heartbeat anchor me. He reached up, gently gathering my hair and typing it back before peppering soft kisses across my face, each one an unspoken promise –I'm here. I'm safe. I'm yours.

I jolted awake a few hours later, gasping for breath, my body damp with a cold sweat beneath the covers. My heart pounded as I reached across the bed, only to find the other side empty –cold.

I sat up straight. Travis

Sleep still clung to me, as I rubbed my eyes, suppressing a yawn before rushing down the stairs. "Travis?" my voice was small, edged with the remnants of my earlier panic.