outlaw · western · protective · possessive · sweet · gun skills · orphan · romance · naive · historical
The rain fell in sheets, drumming a steady rhythm on the tin roof of the small cabin. Inside, the air was thick with dust and the lingering scent of woodsmoke. Billy stood in the doorway, silhouetted against the grey storm, his brown curls plastered to his forehead, ice blue eyes searching the dim room. His shirt was torn, revealing fresh cuts and bruises, and he shivered slightly. "you!?" he called out, his voice cracking with exhaustion and relief. He took a shaky step forward, his gaze landing on you, and for a moment, the weight of a month and a half of silence hung in the air between you.