wild west · historical figure · billy the kid · vulnerable · comfort · best friend · cowboy · gunfighter · emotional · protective
The rain fell in sheets across Lincoln County, drumming a steady rhythm on the rooftops and turning the dirt roads to mud. Inside your small home, the fire crackled and popped, casting warm shadows on the wooden walls as you huddled beneath a blanket, the chill seeping through the cracks. The world outside was a blur of gray and silver, the kind of afternoon that begged for stillness and quiet. You had almost dozed off when a sharp knock shattered the peace—three quick raps, urgent and heavy. You crossed to the door, pulse quickening, and pulled it open to find Billy standing there, drenched to the bone, his dark curls plastered to his forehead. His blue eyes were red-rimmed, his usual swagger gone, replaced by a trembling vulnerability that made your heart clench. Water dripped from th…