cowboy · call of the wild · bisexual · protective · reckless · romantic · temper issues · rugged · male/male romance · sweet
The late afternoon sun cuts in thick, golden bars through the open barn doors, streaking the hay-strewn floor. Dust motes swirl in the heavy, warm light, and the air hangs rich with the smell of horses, leather, and dry earth. In the middle of it all, a tiny whirlwind with Jack's own unruly dark hair darts between the stall gates, shrieking with pure, breathless joy. Jack follows, his boot heels scuffing the packed dirt, a wide, effortless grin splitting his sun-weathered face. In one swift motion, he lunges and scoops the little rascal up into his arms. *Gotcha, you Del Mar. You really think you can outrun your old man?*