TAYVIS ONE SHOTS

Princess Traviana

A/N JUST A GIRL AND HER RANDOM AF PINTEREST BOARDS

PINTEREST - EVEGOTBITTEN

TIKTOK - EVEGOTBITTEN (I DONT RLLY MESSAGE ON THERE THO)

INSTA - EVEXX_2012

DISCORD - IGOTCURSEDLIKEEVEGOTBITTEN13

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Taylor's POV

Babysitting Jason and Kylie's three daughters should have been easy.

I mean, I write love songs for a living. I twirl around on stage in sparkly dresses. I should be the fun, cool, princess-like one here.

But the moment we walked into the Kelce household, all three little girls ignored me completely and launched themselves at Travis like he was Santa Claus himself.

"UNCLE TRAVYYYYY!"

Elliotte, Bennett, and Wyatt tackled his legs with a force that nearly knocked the 6'5", 250-pound football player off his feet.

I barely held in a laugh as he stumbled, arms flailing before catching his balance. "Whoa! Okay, okay, I'm here! What's up, ladies?"

Wyatt, the ringleader of the chaos, grabbed his hand. "We're playing Princess Castle Tea Party today!"

Travis blinked. "Uh... sounds cool."

Bennett's little hands shot to her hips. "No, not cool. It's magical."

Travis pressed his lips together like he was trying so hard not to laugh. "Right. Magical."

Elliotte tugged on his other hand. "Come on! You have to dress up first!"

I grinned as they started pulling him toward the playroom. I was about to follow, but Wyatt turned to me, serious as ever.

"You can sit and watch," she declared, as if I were an outsider.

I raised an eyebrow. "Oh? I don't get to play?"

She shook her head. "You're a real princess already."

I melted. "Aw, sweetie—"

"But Uncle Trav is a frog, so we need to fix that first."

I snorted.

Travis shot me a look. "Really? Not gonna defend me here?"

I smirked. "Nope. You heard the boss. Get to it, frog."

Travis' POV

Wyatt threw a fluffy pink tutu over my head. Elliotte tied a feather boa around my neck. Bennett was carefully placing a tiara onto my head like it was the freaking Lombardi Trophy.

Meanwhile, Taylor?

My loving fiancée?

She was sitting on the couch, phone out, recording the whole thing while cry-laughing.

"Oh my God, Travis," she gasped between laughs. "I have never been more attracted to you in my life."

I shot her a death glare, but it was hard to be intimidating when I was wearing a Belle dress over my Chiefs hoodie.

"I hope you know," I said dryly, looking down at my ridiculous outfit, "this is gonna be all over the family group chat in five minutes."

Taylor grinned. "Oh, baby, it's going on Instagram to 282 million people."

The little girls squealed in delight as they finished accessorising me.

Wyatt clapped. "Okay! You're ready!"

Elliotte handed me a tiny plastic teacup. "Now we have tea."

I sighed and sat crisscross on the floor, towering over my three tiny nieces. They each had their own teacup, pinky fingers out like proper ladies.

I lifted my teacup and took a sip of absolutely nothing.

"Delicious," I said seriously. "What flavor is this?"

Bennett beamed. "Marshmallow raspberry glitter surprise!"

I smacked my lips. "Mmm. Tastes just like... air."

Taylor lost it on the couch. She was wheezing.

"You are such a natural," she teased. "I think we found your true calling."

I rolled my eyes, but deep down, I loved this.

Seeing these little girls so happy, knowing Taylor was watching me and probably thinking about what kind of dad I'd be one day?

Yeah. I'd play dress-up every damn day for that.

Taylor's POV

"Uncle Trav, you need a princess name," Elliotte decided.

Travis rubbed his chin. "Hmm. How about... Prince Touchdown?"

Wyatt frowned. "That's not pretty."

Travis sighed dramatically. "Okay. How about... Princess Travianna?"

Bennett gasped. "Perfect."

I wiped away tears. "Princess Travianna, you are so beautiful."

He glared at me playfully. "You owe me for this."

I smiled, my heart swelling. "I'll make it up to you later."

His grin turned devilish. "Oh, I like the sound of that."

Wyatt groaned. "Ewwww, Uncle Trav, stop being gross!"

Travis winked at me as I laughed.

Yeah.

This man was going to be the best dad ever.

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