peter (tayvis shortfic)

the goddess of timing once found us beguiling

2014, Rhode Island

Travis and Taylor lay together in bed while Law & Order played on the TV. They were in Rhode Island, at her mansion, resting after a full day of enjoying the summer at the beach. They had met a few months earlier at a New Year's party. Travis had just recovered from a serious knee injury, and Taylor was on a break from her tour. What they thought would be a fleeting adventure turned into something deeper, bringing them to this point today. It was mid-July, Taylor had just finished her Red tour, and she was preparing to release an innovative album in October. Travis was 100% recovered and ready for the upcoming NFL season. They had been together for six months, and nothing could be better.

Taylor lifted her head and admired the features of the man beside her—his dark, tousled hair, clear eyes, and the hint of stubble that only added to his charm. He was perfect. Perfect for Taylor. No one would have ever imagined that the rising pop star and the new NFL sensation would end up together, but here they were, intertwined, watching her favorite TV show.

"You're staring at me, Tay Tay," Travis said with a grin, and Taylor blushed, hiding her face in the curve of his neck.

"Hey, don't be shy, I know I'm gorgeous," he teased, winking as he lifted her chin, kissing her soft lips. "And... all yours," he added, and she laughed, hugging him tightly.

"You're so silly, you know that?" Taylor replied.

"Can I ask you something, Tay?" he murmured. She nodded in response. "Are you going to write about me in your songs?"

She smiled and looked at him again. "When I write about myself, I'm basically writing about you, Kelce." She kissed him again, and the afternoon continued, them enjoying each other's company to the fullest.

As night fell, Travis looked at Taylor with a mischievous smile. "I've got something special planned for us tonight," he said, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Taylor raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What is it, Kelce?"

He smiled mysteriously and extended his hand to her. "Come with me. I promise you'll love it."

She took his hand and followed him to the car, unsure of what to expect. He drove along the coast, the sound of the waves crashing on the shore growing louder with every mile. When they arrived, Taylor was greeted with a breathtaking sight: a small area of the beach illuminated by candles and paper lanterns, with a blanket spread on the sand, surrounded by pillows. In front of her, an open picnic basket revealed an assortment of homemade dishes, fresh fruit, and a bottle of wine.

"You did all this?" she asked, incredulous, her eyes widening in surprise.

"Yeah," Travis replied with a simple smile. "I wanted to do something special. Enjoy the summer with you. No rush, no worries."

Taylor smiled back, feeling the warmth of the moment and the attention he had put into every detail. "You're amazing, you know? I never thought I'd have a night like this."

They sat on the blanket, the candles glowing softly around them, and Travis uncorked the wine with a graceful gesture. The atmosphere was calm and serene, with only each other's company and the sound of the waves in the background.

"I thought something simple, but perfect," Travis said, handing her a glass of wine. "And most importantly, just the two of us."

Taylor raised her glass in a toast. "To the best summer of my life."

"And to many more," Travis replied, his gaze full of affection. They clinked their glasses, and as they took the first sip, a shy smile appeared on both of their faces. It was as if the whole world had paused in that moment.