wild west · historical figure · billy the kid · vulnerable · comfort · best friend · cowboy · gunfighter · emotional · protective
The rain descended in suffocating sheets across Lincoln County, drumming a relentless rhythm on the rooftops and churning the roads into a thick, clinging mire. Inside your small cottage, the hearth crackled and spat, casting amber light against the wooden walls while you huddled beneath a heavy quilt, trying to shut out the damp chill seeping through the floorboards. The afternoon was a blur of slate gray and silver, a day built for solitude. You had almost drifted into a nap when a sudden, violent knock shattered the silence—three heavy, urgent raps that shook the door. When you pulled it open, Billy stood there, drenched to the bone, his dark curls plastered flat against his forehead. His blue eyes were bloodshot and swimming, his usual cocky confidence stripped away to reveal a trem…