Endgame ~ Taylor Swift x Travis Kelce

dream baby

this chapter feels kind of random but at least it's really long lol

Taylor

I had been scrolling aimlessly for a good 30 minutes now, barely even paying attention to the short videos on my screen. Travis was in the shower, and usually if I was in bed before him, I'd read a book, or be sitting here scribbling lyrics. I was very rarely the type of person to scroll social media, but tonight, here I was.

I almost turned off my phone when a video caught my eye. A woman giving birth. The initial sight of the video shocked me, and I went to quickly scroll past it, but something stopped me. I didn't know much about giving birth, other than what I'd seen in movies and TV, but this was nothing like those. She was obviously in pain, but she also looked so strong, and so proud of herself. I smiled.

Something had me hooked, and I clicked on the account, only to find myself suddenly down a rabbit hole of watching videos of women giving birth. I would've thought I'd find it gross or disgusting to watch, but it wasn't at all. It was a little confronting, sure, but it was so beautiful I couldn't look away. The mother's faces when they finally got to hold their baby made me tear up. I didn't know I'd be so affected by videos like this.

Travis and I had obviously discussed children, and the fact that we both wanted them, but the conversation hadn't gone much further than that. I'd barely considered the fact that I would actually have to give birth, and while the thought seemed scary, watching these videos made it seem just a little less terrifying.

I continued to scroll, until one particular video captured my full attention. A woman in labour, but she was at home, leaning against her partner, swaying gently. The room was all dimly light, with nice fairy lights and candles, and it seemed like such a nice, calm space - despite the intensity of labour. I let out a breath as I watched, as the woman groaned, and her partner rubbed her back. When the baby finally came out, the couple burst into tears, and I was right there with them. I couldn't stop crying. The couple held each other and their baby, as if the world stopped just for them. It was so beautiful.

I scrolled to the next video, and suddenly felt the bed dip beside me as Travis climbed in. I hadn't even noticed he'd gotten out of the shower.

I sniffled and sat up, and Travis immediately frowned. "Hey, what's wrong my darling?" He reached out, wiping a tear from my cheek with his thumb.

"It's just... I've been watching these videos..." I trailed off, a little embarrassed, "of women giving birth."

Travis blinked. "Oh–  " He murmured, obviously uncomfortable. I turned my phone so he could see, and immediately he turned away. "Shit– baby, I don't need to see that." He winced.

"It's beautiful," I defended, my eyes glued to the screen as the woman let out a scream, her baby crowning. I glanced up at Travis to make sure he was watching, and he was, but barely. It was obvious he'd never been more uncomfortable in his life.

I sighed and looked back at the video. Tears refilled my eyes the second the little baby slipped out. I sniffled, and took a shaky breath. I wanted that. I wanted that experience. I didn't know I did until now, but I did. I wanted it so bad.

"Are you okay?" Travis asked and I shuffled closer to him, leaning my head onto his chest.

"I don't know." I whispered, "I just think it's so beautiful... I mean, look at her! She's doing something so amazing and then she gets to hold her baby at the end. I think... I want that."