Tayvis one shots

Vienna

The night in Vienna had promised magic. The stadium was packed to capacity, with fans who'd traveled from around the world to see Taylor Swift light up the stage. Every moment had been flawless – her voice echoing through the stadium, fans singing back every word, lights glittering like stars in sync with her songs. Taylor was known for her immersive performances, and tonight, she seemed unstoppable.

But then, in the middle of one of her most beloved songs, a loud, abrupt sound cut through the air, sending shockwaves through the audience. At first, fans thought it was part of the show. But then, as Taylor's body faltered, her hand instinctively going to her side, the screams began. Something was terribly, terribly wrong.

Security rushed in, covering her and pulling her off the stage as the crowd's excitement turned into horror. Medics appeared, and within minutes, an ambulance was on site, whisking Taylor away from the concert as fans were left in shock. Word traveled fast across social media: Taylor Swift had been shot during her concert in Vienna.

Thousands of miles away in Kansas City, Travis Kelce was finishing his final reps in a grueling practice session. It was a rough week in the season, and he was focused on giving his all to keep his team in top shape. Just as he was leaving the field, his phone buzzed. Normally, he'd let a call slide if it wasn't important, but when he saw Tree Paine's name on the screen, he felt an immediate jolt. Taylor's publicist wouldn't call him without a good reason.

"Tree? What's going on?" he answered, his voice wary.

There was a shaky breath on the other end. "Travis... it's bad. Taylor's been shot. She's in an ambulance on the way to the hospital. It happened on stage."

For a second, his mind went blank. The field around him faded, and the reality of her words crashed over him. Taylor. Shot. It was incomprehensible, unreal, but her words rang with an undeniable truth. He dropped his gear, didn't even stop to explain to his teammates. Within minutes, he was in his car, his heart pounding so loud it drowned out everything around him.

In the car, Travis dialed his head coach, Andy Reid. "Coach, it's Taylor. Something terrible happened. She's... she's been shot. I need to get to her, now."

Coach Reid's voice softened. He was a father, and he understood the desperation in Travis's voice. "Go, Travis. We'll handle things here. Be with her, and keep us updated."

"Thank you, Coach," Travis managed before hanging up, feeling a rush of gratitude. He needed every second he could get to reach her. He floored it to the airport, calling in every favor he could think of to get a flight to Vienna.

As he sat on the plane, a flood of memories overwhelmed him – her laugh, her wide, bright eyes, the way she brought joy to every room she entered. They had shared so much already, but now he was terrified that he might not get to tell her just how much she meant to him.

By the time he landed in Vienna, the news had spread like wildfire. The world was in shock, but as always, social media was a storm of opinions. While some fans were devastated, others began to lash out in confusion and frustration. Rumors spread, theories surfaced, and some fans started placing blame – on Taylor herself.

"Maybe if she hadn't drawn so much attention..."

"She shouldn't have even been touring right now..."

"Did she really need another stadium tour?"

It was painful to see, and Travis knew that the one person who didn't deserve this was Taylor. She had poured her heart and soul into her music, every performance, every interaction with her fans. As he made his way through the hospital halls, his heart ached, not only for her injury but for the way some people could so quickly turn on someone they once adored.

Finally, he arrived at her room. The doctors warned him she was in and out of consciousness, her pain managed by heavy medication. He entered quietly, feeling the weight of the moment as he saw her lying there, pale, a bandage covering her side where she'd been wounded.

As he approached, her eyes fluttered open, and despite her obvious pain, a soft smile spread across her lips when she saw him.

"Travis... you came all this way," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

"Of course I did," he said, holding her hand tightly. "Nothing could keep me away. You're my world, Tay. I'll be right here with you. We're getting through this, okay?"

Tears glistened in her eyes, and he leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "I'm right here," he repeated, squeezing her hand gently.

Outside the hospital, reporters were already circling, and he knew that soon the world would see photos, hear rumors, and start speculating. Taylor had endured enough, and he needed to make sure she knew that, no matter what, he was by her side.

Later that night, while Taylor was asleep, Travis pulled out his phone, feeling a swell of emotion and frustration as he saw the online backlash. He took a deep breath and opened his social media. It was time to speak up.

He began typing, his words coming from the heart.

"To everyone out there who's heard the news, I want you to know Taylor is in the hospital, and she's fighting to get through this. What happened was a senseless, terrible act, and it had nothing to do with her, her fans, or her tour. Right now, she needs all the love and support we can give her. We know how much you love her music, her shows, her spirit – she gives it her all for you. So please, don't turn against her. Let's be there for her now, when she needs it most."
The post quickly went viral, garnering thousands of comments, support, and love from around the world. Fans rallied, sending heartfelt messages, creating tributes, and organizing vigils in every city on her tour. Travis stayed by Taylor's side day and night, holding her hand, keeping her spirits up as she slowly recovered.

Weeks later, when Taylor was finally strong enough to leave the hospital, she saw the countless letters, messages, and photos fans had sent. Thanks to Travis's words, the love of millions reminded her that she was never alone. And for both of them, it was a reminder of the strength they could face together, no matter what the world threw their way.