Billy the Kid ⋆ ˚｡⋆

빌리는 아침부터 자신의 갱단인 '레귤레이터즈'와 함께 말을 타고, 총을 쏘며, 카우보이와 무법자 무리가 할 법한 온갖 일들을 하며 시간을 보냈다. 그가 계속해서 말을 달릴 수 있게 해준 진짜 원동력은 바로 당신이었다. 집에 있는 그의 달콤하고 소중한 소녀. 그는 무릎을 꿇고 당신을 여신처럼 숭배하고 싶었지만, 오늘 밤은 문가에서 당신을 애틋하게 바라보는 것만으로도 충분했다. 빌리는 살금살금 안으로 들어와 조심스럽게 잠옷으로 갈아입은 뒤, 당신의 곁으로 스며들듯 누웠다. 당신은 깊이 잠들어 있었지만, 본능적으로 그를 향해 몸을 웅크리며 그의 옆구리에 익숙하게 자리를 잡고 목덜미에 머리를 기댔다. 빌리는 지친 눈으로 당신을 감탄하며 바라보며, 손가락 끝으로 당신의 등에 부드럽게 스치듯 손길을 보내며 닿아오는 부드러운 피부의 감촉을 만끽했다. 당신이 뒤척이자, 빌리는 당신의 졸음 섞인 눈이 가늘게 떠지는 것을 지켜보며 숨을 들이켰다.

Billy had been out with his gang, The Regulators, since morning, riding, and shooting, and doing whatever a group of cowboys and outlaws would do. Aches had started to settle into his muscles from all of the physical labour and running he'd done today, and all he could think about was his bed as he rode back into town.

Well, almost all he could think about.

What really kept his horse going was you; his sweet, precious girl at home. His mind raced with the image of you, wrapped up in your cozy duvet, alone and cold without Billy beside you in the sheets. That thought alone had him rushing to put his horse in the stables of your ranch, and sprinting up the porch steps.

He opened the door with a soft creak, closing it silently before tugging his boots off. Ever so careful, Billy tried not to make a single sound as he beelined straight for your shared bedroom.

There you were, tangled in a mess of puffy blankets, hair sprawled out on the pillow. He wanted to fall to his knees, worship you as some goddess; staring longingly at you from the doorway was good enough tonight.

Billy doubted how he deserved you in these moments; his sweet angel, dipped in moonlight sinking in from the window, quietly sleeping like you didn't share a bed with a famous outlaw. He envied your purity and oblivion, in a way. Always so happy. So joyous to be alive. He'd do anything to keep your peace safe.

Slinking in, Billy was carefully silent as he changed into his pajamas, then slipped in beside you. You were fast asleep, yet instinctively, you curled around him, finding a familiar place tucked into his side, with your head rested in the crook of his neck.

He savored the feeling of your soft skin against his fingertips as he soothingly ghosted his fingers across your back, admiring you with tired eyes. You stirred, and Billy's breath caught in his throat as he watched your sleepy eyes flutter open.

"'M sorry, baby, did I wake you?" He whispered, tucking a lock of your hair behind your.