Lady in RED || Taylor Swift & Travis Kelce

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The ocean stretched out before them, glittering like a field of blue diamonds and palm fronds swayed all around Taylor and Travis's new home in the Bahamas. The once-serene beach had been transformed into an enchanting reception venue, a breathtaking tropical version of the hottest nightclub that looked as though it had sprung straight from a dream.

Taylor stood on the veranda of their beachfront house, leaning forward as she took in the breathtaking scene unfolding below. Her eyes lit up with excitement as she watched everything come together, twinkling string lights being strung between swaying palm trees, vibrant oversized arrangements of orchids and hibiscus, and the glass dance floor shimmering over a shallow pool. Every detail felt like a piece of magic coming to life. She had paired perfectly a flowing white sundress, the fabric catching the breeze and brushing softly against her legs.  Taylor's whole being radiated happiness. 

She turned, her smile impossibly wide. "Can you believe we pulled this off?" she asked, her voice full of wonder. Her gaze landed on Travis, who had just walked out of the house, slipping on a pair of sunglasses. He wore a light blue linen shirt that clung to his broad frame, the sleeves rolled up to reveal muscular forearms. His sun-kissed skin, made his boyish grin sparkle right back at her. "Oh, I believe it," he replied, slipping an arm around her waist and pulling her close. "But I'm just waiting to see everyone's faces when they get here. It's gonna be priceless."

Taylor tilted her head back and laughed, the sound light and musical, blending seamlessly with the gentle crash of the waves against the shore. "I almost wish I could watch it in slow motion," she said. "Imagine waking up, thinking you're just heading to fancy traditional wedding, and then bam... surprise! You're getting whisked off to the Bahamas."

Travis's grip around her hips tightened slightly, and he looked down at her, his grin never fading. He loved seeing her like this, so radiant and full of life. "Trust me, they won't know what hit them," he said. "This whole day is gonna be hall of fame level."

Taylor's breath skipped with anticipation. "It's going to be unforgettable."

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Back in Kansas City and across the United States, sleek, black gift boxes had arrived at the front doors of Taylor and Travis's closest friends and extended family. Each box was tied with a luxurious gold ribbon, a small note attached that read: Open immediately. 

Chris Jones one of Travis's teammates and good friend was the one of the first to receive the special delivery. Scratching his head, he stared at the box with a mixture of confusion and curiosity. His phone buzzed next to him with a  text from Mecole Hardman asking, Bro did you get the box too?

Chris smirked, picking up the phone and texting back. Yea opening it right now 

He set the phone down and carefully untied the ribbon, lifting the lid to reveal an elegant interior lined with velvet. Nestled inside was a small screen, which blinked to life as soon as the lid was fully opened. Chris raised an eyebrow as the video began to play.

Taylor and Travis appeared on the screen, standing in front of palm trees, the Bahamian breeze ruffling their hair. Taylor wore a breezy, tropical-themed dress, and Travis was decked out in a loud floral shirt, his trademark grin wide and bright.

"Good morning, special guests!" Taylor said, her voice warm and cheerful. "We hope you're ready for an adventure!"

Travis leaned in, taking a sip from a coconut drink with a tiny cocktail umbrella sticking out of it. "That's right! Surprise! You're invited to an epic party... in the Bahamas."

Taylor's eyes sparkled as she continued. "We've planned so many surprises. Inside this box, you'll find your plane tickets, itinerary, and resort information. We can't wait to celebrate with all of you in paradise!"