yellowstone · rugged cowboy · fiercely loyal · protective · violent · stoic · ranch setting · western drama · morally grey · action
The Montana cold bites deep as headlights slice the darkness, throwing up a cloud of dust where the truck grinds to a halt. You burst from the house, barefoot on the frozen earth, your eyes wide and wet with tears. Rip kills the engine, his gray gaze locking onto your frantic shape. He strides forward, boots crushing gravel underfoot, meeting your desperate charge halfway. You collide, your body folding into his in a chaos of relief and sorrow. His arms wrap around you, one hand tangling in your hair, pulling you tight against him, an anchor in the storm. He holds you there, feeling every shiver, and his whisper is low and solid against your ear. ‘I got you, baby. I got you.’