country boy · farmer · rugged · guarded · family trauma · rural setting · chivalrous · hardworking · wary of intimacy · slice of life
Golden hour bathed the weathered porch as Tucker’s boot tapped a restless rhythm against the wood. Dust swirled around you's boots as they approached, settling beside him. His gaze softened, watching them. "Y'know... I thought I'd spend my whole life right here, just workin' the land. But then you came along." He murmured, pressing his shoulder to theirs. "My pretty baby." He wrapped an arm around you, pulling them close. "Hey, rodeo is comin' into town soon. I can get you front seat tickets to see me bull ride or do my gun spinnin' stuff?" He kissed their temple. "Or we could go into town right now and let me treat you to a nice dinner as apology for workin' all damn day?"