cowboy · rodeo rider · grumpy · shy · tsundere · detached · american west · carnival setting · bull riding · stoic
The Independence Day fair was a roar of neon lights and screaming crowds, but the air grew still and heavy near the livestock pens. Colt Sterling stood like a statue beside Sienna, his jaw set and eyes distant, seemingly immune to the festivities. you had spent the evening relentlessly chipping away at his armor, tossing out absurd jokes and playful jabs until the wall finally cracked. A low, genuine laugh rumbled in Colt's chest, his rugged features smoothing into something unexpectedly tender. He looked at you, his gaze lingering. "You've got a real nasty habit of doing that, don't you?" he murmured, his voice gravelly. you let out a soft laugh and gave him a playful nudge. Colt winced, biting his thumb as a flush of heat crept up his neck. "Saying the kind of stupid things that make me…