#para:travis

[svetabarkov]

A Decent Cup of Coffee || Sveta & Travis

Colorful hair up and a sun dress on, Sveta headed down the stairs of her new home and out the door. Annapolis weather was similar to the weather in Los Angeles but nicer than the weather in Manchester which she enjoyed. She was on her way to the little coffee shop where she was positive she had left her phone the day before. In her few days of living in the town, she had managed to lose her phone and become a regular at said place. Sveta had her music plugged in and was humming it ever so lightly. She sang along to the song as she shut her door, making sure she locked it. She had developed a habit of always locking her door while living in LA. Mainly due to the fact that her apartment wasn't in the nicest of areas in the city. 

The girl walked down her front steps and started east towards the coffee shop. She double checked that she had her wallet with her in order to identify herself in case she needed to when looking for her phone. She smiled as she felt it in the pocket in her bag. Off she went, a light jump in her step. Sveta got lost in her music on the way to the shop, barely paying attention to her surroundings. She hummed along to each and every song as she finally saw the familiar coffee shop in the distance. She smiled and ran across the road as she saw the cross sign counting down before it allowed cars to pass yet again. She made it to the other side just as the light turned green. Sveta started walking again, catching her breath and mentally making note to start working out. She laughed quietly to herself as she opened the door to the shop and walked up to the counter. 

"Hello, I seem to have lost my phone and I think I lost it while here yesterday." Sveta gave a friendly grin and sweet tone to the barista that she was talking with. They struck up a conversation about the phone, Sveta told her all about it. Next thing she knew the barista handed her the object. 

"Thank you so, so, so much." She shook the girls hand and laughed, "If you wouldn't mind, I think I'm also going to order a coffee while here." She looked up at the menu, glancing at all her options, so far in her ventures here she had tried something new every day so she decided to do the same thing again. "I think I'll have a large mocha iced coffee, please." The barista smiled and took her money, telling her it was coming right up. She handed her the change and Sveta walked to the waiting area. The barista made her coffee quickly, considering they didn't have many people in the shop at that moment.

Sveta strolled over to a small table and chair set by the window, and set her phone on the table. She started to sip on her coffee and go through her phone. She heard the bell on the door ring and she glanced up to see a young man walking in. She thought nothing of it and directed her attention back to her phone. Sveta started to realize more and more in that moment how lonely she was. She was sitting in a coffee shop by herself while most everyone else was with someone. She sighed and took another sip of the cold beverage. 

[t-giella]

Lost In Empty Pillow Talk Again || Travis&Jon // Selfie

Jon turned quickly, a worried look in his eyes, “Trav? You didn’t…No.” He hugged him softly, sure not to put pressure any of the marks. Travis sobbed into Jon’s chest, and shook his head, “I did. I ha-ad to.” “No, hun, you didn’t.”

Jon lifted Travis’ head up and sighed, kissing his lips softly. “Don’t do it again, okay?” Travis just nodded, a sad look on his face, “I’m so sorry.” Jon shook his head, taking his hand and leading him over to the bed, “Don’t be. Just tell me what happened.” He laid back, lying Travis beside him.

Travis took a breath, debating on whether or not to tell him the whole truth, but looking up at the boy, he knew he could. He’d told him the truth for at least seven years. And now was no exception. “W-well, I got there and papa’s car was gone so, I thought I'd made good timing, like I'd planned. And, I went to knock on the door and m-mother-who by the way looks the same-invited me in and then when I went to go upstairs...sh-she stopped me and told me tha-at he would be home any minute." Travis shook a shaky breath, and Jon just held him.

"The, she told me to leave. A-and, I told her that I w-wasn't afraid of him, anymore and could fight...that's when he came in and slapped me, hard. Then, we started to fight and...and before, I could th-th-think, he was coming at me...with a knife." Jon looked to him and his look saddened completely, "Trav..." But, Travis continued on. "H-he tried to kill me, Jon. But, I got away...I knocked him out without actually, trying. A-and my mum told me she lo-oves me...but, to never look or come back, again."

"Well, at least she loves you, Travis. And as for your father? He's a prick and is going to hell. He shouldn't have done anything that he ever has to you. I wish I could take it all away." Travis looked up at him, "I know you do but, I also know your temper and I don't want you hurt. My dad's a big guy, Jon. You know that." Jon kissed Travis' temple, "I get it. And I won't do anything. I promise, okay?" "Okay."

After a few moments of silence, Travis sat up and looked out at the window, "Remember how we used to be?" Jon bit his lip, "Yes. Why?" He knew what Travis was talking about and to be honest, he missed it sometimes...

--Flashback start: First year.--

Jon was lying in his bed, Travis laying on his arm as they watched When Harry Met Sally, murmuring the words. then Travis spoke quietly, "They're like us. Except...I'm Harry because..you don't sleep around. Or at all." He laughed a bit and Jon rolled his eyes.

"Whaddya mean, they're like us?" Jon questioned, looking at him and pausing the movie. Travis just bit his lip and leaned in, kissing him softly. Jon blinked but, then began to kiss him back and after a few seconds, they broke away. Jon was first to speak, "Travis...are you-" "Y-yeah. I think so. I mean, I kissed you, didn't I? A-are you?" "I...I don't actually know. I'm sorry." Jon admitted and looked away.

Travis just turned his head back to him, "Don't be sorry, Jon. You don't know who you are yet. That's fine. You have so much time to figure it out. You're eleven. There's a bunch of time. I know now. Give it seven years." Travis laughed softly before, pressing his forehead against Jon's giving him an eskimo kiss.

Then Jon snapped his fingers, "Oh! I almost forgot. Here." He handed Travis mixtape with a cute little cover, him on one side and Travis on the other, holding hand where the two sides met along the spine of the case. "I made the cover, myself." Travis smiled, "Aw. For me? Thank you." He kissed his cheek, and took his hand, placing it on the nightstand before cuddling into him, "You're my bestfriend, Jonathan." "And you are mine, Travis." And they stayed like that, watching the movie, letting time slip past and sleep sneak up on them until they were completely asleep in each other's arms.

--Flashback End--

The curly-haired boy sighed, breaking him of his thoughts, "I just...all the mix tapes you made, and the songs I learned on guitar, and the movies, and the cuddling, and hand-holding, and kisses and...our fort-" "Out in the forest. Yeah, yeah. I know. I miss all that." The older looked at him, "Y-you do?" The Slytherin nodded, "I really do. It was one of the only things that made me smile. Until you went and-" "Sorry. I just...wasn't ready?"

Jon smiled softly, "I know Travy. I know. But, you did hurt me and that's why I hated you. I didn't know who I was. And I'm just barely figuring out that I'm pan, but hey. It's in the past now, alright?" Travis nodded, "Alright." He leaned over and pecked him on the lips once before Jon tilted his head, "Why the sudden question anyway?" 

Travis blushed and looked down, "No reason. was just wonderin', I guess." "...It's Rowland isn't it? Trav, do you love him?" Travis laughed softly and half-joked, "Head over heels." Jon got the biggest grin on his face and cheered, "I KNEW IT! I WAS RIGHT! YES!" This went on for about four minutes until Jon was merely whispering and laughing, Travis sighed, "I was joking."

"Uh...no, you weren't." "Uh...yes, I was." Travis said matter-of-factly and laid back on the pillows, rolling his eyes. Jon sat in front of him and looked him in the eye, "50 percent of what people say when they're kidding is actually true. So, by making about it, you were able to say what you really wanted without being vulnerable, right?" Travis searched his face, then opened his lips, muttering "Maybe." Jon gave him a warm, eye-crinkling smile, "Good. Now, c'mere. I want to cuddle." Travis rolled his eyes and laid down.

Jon got up and put on Chicago, one of Travis' favorite musicals, before climbing in beside him, putting an arm around him and Travis laid his head on Jon's chest. Jon listened as the boy began to sing along with the movie and he smiled softly, playing with the head of curls, before kissing his head and falling asleep, "Night, Travy." "Sleep tight, JJ."

~~~

[lacy-dear-blog]

Tell Me Why? || Lacy & Travis

It had been on of those days. The ones where you are just sick of school and everyone in it and all you want to do is go home and get right into bed. Yeah, that kind of day. Lacy was just sick of it. Plus, on top of that she had to go home to her parents and a screaming baby. Maybe this time they will actually ask her and want to know how her day went. Instead of cooing over that stupid baby. Luckily it was her last class of the day. Art. Why she decided to take art she did not know. It was an easy A. Something simple to gain more credits. However, if she would have known who was going to be in that class she would have never signed up. The one person she despised more than anything. Travis Gray. It wasn't that she tried to dislike him on purpose. He just got under her skin. He was quick to judge her and she couldn't do a thing to change his mind. Now all they do is bicker and fight. If she could drop the class she would. In a heartbeat. But sadly the deadline has past and she is stuck in a room with him.

Thank goodness the two sit far enough away from one another they don't have to look at each other. Lacy would lose her mind if he was to sit anywhere near her. Standing outside the door, she took a deep breath. "Here goes nothing." she whispered as she grabbed the handle and opened the door. Her chestnut brown orbs darted around the room. No sign of flea boy. But she did notice the writing on the blackboard. As she walked to her seat she read the words. End of term project. Partners will be assigned. Lacy's eyes widened. No. What are the chances of her being paired with Travis? Impossible. There were twenty three other people in the class, aside from her. There was no way they would be paired together.

[huntercross]

I'll take care of you || Hunter&Travis

Hunter quickly rolled out of bed, checking the alarm clock. He needed to get out of bed, and actually do something productive today. He rummaged through his drawers, picking out a white crew neck shirt, black skinny jeans, and converse. He quickly showered, stepping out of it and drying himself off. He blow dried his quiff, brushing his teeth. Spraying cologne all over him, he ran throughout the house grabbing things he needed. He ran out to his car, stepping into it, and pulling out of his driveway. It took about 15 minutes to get to Travis's place. He pulled into the driveway, stepping out of the car. He ran up the steps, knocking on the door softly.