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William Bonney is the most caring man you’ve ever been with, despite his rugged appearance and the title that weighs upon his shoulders, he’s the softest man you’ve ever met.
At least to you that is, you get to see the gentler sides of him that didn’t exist within ‘Billy the Kid’ the character that everyone seems to have a different version of. You get to see the man who longs for a simpler life.
You give him that, a glimpse of a simpler life and it’s something he knows that he might not have forever, but those are thoughts for a different day.
Right now he’s trying to focus on teaching you how to hold a gun properly, his chest pressing up against your back with his hands holding the tops of your arms. Immediately you tense up, stretching your arms out in front of you as you grasp his pistol tightly.
“Baby, you gotta stop locking your elbows.” He chuckles, his hands reaching for your forearms as he adjusts your posture. It’s the fifth time he’s reminded you and you repeat the mistake each time, without fail.
He drops a kiss against your shoulder, taking in the hint of lavender that lingers within your hair from this morning’s outings. “I’m trying Billy.” You whisper with a small whine, a pout gracing your lips.
“S’alright… you’ll get there.” He encourages you, pressing another kiss against your jaw before moving your hands to hold the gun more comfortably.
“Stop tensing up, you’re in control here.” He reminds you with a gentle tone, helping your aim a little before stepping back ever so slightly.
You take a deep breath, Billy’s gun-calloused hands reaching to cover your ears from the sound as you squeeze the trigger, a soft gasp escaping your lips. With a loud bang, the bullet hits the tree beside the bottle you are aiming for.
You huff in slight frustration, watching as he takes the gun gently from your hands, he twirls it flawlessly around his fingers before slipping it into the holster.
“Now you’re just showing off.” Your comment makes him smirk, stepping closer to you with a look in his eyes that makes your chest feel all warm.
His arm wraps around your waist as he tugs you closer to him with a chuckle, “You’re too impatient.” He whispers against your lips, kissing you sweetly. You groan softly, looking up at him as his arms stay wrapped around you. It’s true, you’re far too impatient with yourself and it’s something Billy caught onto quickly.
“Yeah… I know.” You huff, pressing your face against his shoulder as his big hands cradle the back of your head. His fingers brushing through your hair as he presses a kiss against your temple.
“My sweet girl.” He whispers, his free hand coming to caress your jaw as he tries to coax you to look back up at him.
Your eyes meet his with a small smile, his thumbs brushing over your warm cheeks. The afternoon sun paints you both with a warm, orange light that casts over the grassy plains.
“You gotta give yourself time, stop being so hard on yourself.” He says, lips pressed against the side of your head. There’s something about his tone that makes your chest tighten, and you know he isn’t just talking about the gun.
You nod your head as his hands still cup either side of your face, his eyes fixed onto your own as he watches the words fail to leave your lips so you open and close your mouth.
He’s so gentle with the way he loves you, it leaves you completely breathless and yearning for more. Perhaps that gives reason for the tears that begin to build up in your eyes, he quickly wipes them away with his thumbs.
“Thank you.” Your words come out in a whisper, a loving smile gracing your lips as he presses a kiss to the corner of your mouth.
“Don’t gotta thank me.” He says, his words carrying a promise to forever love you in the way you deserve.
He hugs you against him, his arms wrapping around your body with his chin resting on top of your head. You both share whispered ‘I love you’s’ between sweet kisses.
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Everyone deserves a reassuring Billy <3