guilty as sin? (tayvis)

to be my lover

2023

The day had finally arrived: the first show of The Eras Tour. Taylor was backstage, nerves and excitement buzzing through her like electricity. The stadium was already filled with thousands of fans, the energy in the air electric as everyone waited for her to take the stage. But this tour was different from any other she had done before. It wasn't just about the music or the performance—it was about something deeper. Her personal life was now public in a way it hadn't been before.

Travis stood by her side, grinning like a proud partner, unfazed by the whirlwind surrounding her. He had been with her every step of the way, and now, everyone knew it. Their relationship had been out in the open for a while now, and, surprisingly, the fans had embraced them. Every time they were seen together, social media erupted with excitement and love. It was as if everyone had been rooting for them all along.

As Taylor adjusted her microphone and took a deep breath, Travis leaned down to whisper in her ear. "You're going to crush it, Swifty. You always do."

His words were simple, but they held all the reassurance she needed. She smiled up at him, her heart swelling with love. "I'm glad you're here for this."

"Wouldn't miss it for the world," he said, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

It was moments like this that made everything feel right. Despite the chaos of their schedules and the spotlight constantly shining on them, when they were together, it was like the world outside didn't matter. He was her calm, her constant in the storm.

The opening notes of her first song began to play, and Taylor stepped onto the stage, the roar of the crowd enveloping her like a wave. Thousands of lights flickered in the stadium, and she could feel the love from her fans radiating back at her. This was why she did what she did. But tonight, it felt even more special. As she sang, she found herself glancing over at the side of the stage, where Travis stood, watching her with pride in his eyes.

The show was a dream, song after song flowing effortlessly as Taylor moved through her setlist. The fans sang every word back to her, and the connection between her and the crowd was palpable. But the best part came halfway through the night.

Taylor was preparing to perform Lover, a song she had written long before she and Travis had become more than just best friends, but now it felt like it had been written for him. As the music began, she couldn't help but smile.

"This one's for someone special," she said into the mic, her eyes finding Travis in the wings. The crowd erupted, clearly knowing who she was referring to, and it filled her with warmth. She could see fans waving signs, some with messages like "We love you and Travis!" and "Kelce and Swift forever."

The whole stadium seemed to share in their happiness, and it was surreal. As Taylor sang, she felt a flood of emotion wash over her. Every lyric felt like it was laced with new meaning. By the time she reached the final chorus, she couldn't stop herself from looking at him again, her heart so full it felt like it might burst.

And then, something unexpected happened.

As she finished the song, Travis took a step closer to the stage, clapping along with the rest of the audience, but with that look in his eyes—the one that made her heart flutter. Without thinking, Taylor held out her hand, and to her delight, he took a few steps forward and joined her on stage.

The crowd went wild.

Taylor laughed, wrapping her arm around his waist as she pulled him close. "I didn't plan this," she said into the mic, her voice playful, "but I guess we can give them a little moment, right?"

Travis smirked, clearly unbothered by the attention. "Anything for you, Swifty."

With her arm still around him, they both looked out at the sea of fans. It was a surreal moment, sharing this part of her life with the people who had supported her for so long. But even more than that, sharing it with Travis made it feel like everything had fallen into place.

After the applause settled, Taylor turned back to him, her voice soft but still amplified by the mic. "You know you're stuck with me now, right?"

Travis chuckled, pulling her in a little closer. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

The crowd cheered again, and Taylor felt an overwhelming sense of joy. This was her life now—her music, her fans, and the man she loved. Everything felt right. As she prepared to go into her next song, she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, earning even more cheers from the audience before he made his way back off stage.

The rest of the show was pure magic. The fans were more energized than ever, and Taylor felt like she was floating on a cloud of happiness. Each era she performed felt like a celebration of not only her career but also her personal journey—the ups and downs, the heartache, and the healing. And now, here she was, standing on the other side of it all, with Travis by her side.

After the final encore, when the stadium lights began to dim, Taylor found herself backstage again, wrapped in a big, cozy blanket that one of her crew had handed her. Her body ached from the adrenaline crash, but her heart was full.

Travis was waiting for her, leaning against the wall with that easy smile she had grown to love. When she walked over to him, he immediately wrapped her up in his arms, holding her tight.

"You were amazing," he murmured into her hair.

Taylor sighed happily against his chest. "It was a good night."

"It was a great night," he corrected, pulling back to look at her. "I'm proud of you. For everything."

She looked up at him, her heart swelling once again. "Thank you. For being here. For being with me through all of it."

Travis smiled, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "I'll always be here, Tay. You know that."

They stood like that for a while, wrapped up in each other, the noise from the stadium fading into the background. It didn't matter how many shows were ahead of them or how busy their lives would get. What mattered was that they had each other, and that was enough.

As they left the stadium together, hand in hand, Taylor couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude. She had everything she needed: her music, her fans, and the man who made her feel like she could conquer the world.

And tonight, she had done just that.

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a little cheesy? yah, but who cares? the best stories need to be a little cheesy

from now on (maybe) we'll have some time jumps so I can give you content about them without it getting repetitive. the story is probably coming to an end :( i promise the epilogue will take your breath away 💟🦋)

and... i have a little thing planned ;)

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