COWBOYS LIKE ME
SYNOPSIS: youll never stop letting her in.
PAIRING: cowboy!abby x reader
WARNINGS: none??
A/N: yall remember when i wrote some fics and made a ton of ideas and series and then disappeared??? WOOPS!! heres a little holiday present!! maybe there will be more, idk
after that last night, abby hadnt shown at your door again. she knew she was wrong for it, for everything. all you had done was love and care for her, treating her with sweet southern kindness. she hated herself for leaving you.
you couldn’t find it within your heart to hate her. she didn’t lie when she said it wasn’t safe for the two of you beyond the farm. it still didn’t make it hurt any less when she left without a word.
you gave up after three months and she didnt come by even once. you fell back into your regular routine. afternoon tea, church, chores. you even found a bookstore that would fill the quiet hours between tasks.
abby didn’t forget about you though, how could she? she had people all around town keeping an eye on you, ensuring you were never around danger. subtle misdirections and such. just because she couldn’t be there didn’t mean she doesn’t care.
you’d attempted to forget her, and almost had.
but it was cold and snowy out, just days before christmas, and abby found herself close to the only place she could call home.
you werent shocked to hear a knock ok your door so late in the evening, figuring one of the ladies had stopped by with news and a gift. but seeing her at your door stopped your heart.
“can i come in?” you ushered her in, taking in her shivering frame. “im really sorry if im putting you out, but could i stay here? just for a night if thats all you please.”
you nodded, just enough to see, still starstruck. she smiled softly and knocked you out of your state. you grabbed the snowy coat off her shoulders, helping her take off those boots you knew didnt do much in this cold. you pulled her to the fire place, setting her beside it and finding a blanket to wrap around her body.
she laughed as you sat beside her, just staring. “gotta love southern hospitality.” she joked, but you barely laughed. abby sighed and picked at her fingers, “i really am sorry. i feel i cant stop hurting you.”
you merely nodded before getting up. heading to the kitchen, your head clouded as you fell into routine. as you put the kettle on, you couldnt help but wonder why she was back on your doorstep. you didnt stop wondering even as you watched the tea steep, when you brought it back to the now warmer blonde.
but when you held it out to her, you didnt let go. “are you gonna leave again?” her silence was answer enough. your hand dropped and you turned, leaving for your room.
abby flinched when your door slammed.
her boots still sat beneath your bed, gathering dust, fingerprints still visible from the last time you missed her. you listened to her footsteps as your fingers brushed all over the shoes.
she roamed the kitchen, cleaning it the best she could before she made her way upstairs. abby didnt want to hurt you. she loved you, even if she struggled to say it. when she knocked she heard a quiet ‘come in’, yet she still hesitated at the door.
the door opened for her. you staring up at her blank face, a tear stain she wanted to wash away and never see again.
“i love you.”
when the sun streamed in the next morning, it didnt fall on just you. a weight slung over your stomach, one of abby’s arms dead weight across you. you couldn’t help but smile.
when it snowed again the next day, the bed was cold, but the house wasn’t. downstairs, abby had the fire going and breakfast on the stove for the both of you.
and when the sun shown and the birds sang months later, she laid in bed watching your peaceful sleep.
her cuts and bruises had long disappeared. that chill she had that made her shake, warmed. the emptiness she had felt for all those years, had been filled with love and care she yearned for her whole life.
she felt it when she saw you.
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🌙🎧🍇
🌙 your zodiac (Sun, Moon, Rising)
I'm a Virgo Sun, Taurus Moon, and Virgo Rising!
🎧 last song you listened too
Teardrop by Massive Attack (The House song)
🍇 a word your friends would use to describe you
Hmmmm...funny? Or imaginative lol
Get to know me!
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smitten
i have not been able to stop thinking ab @chai-berries post about abby sitting between ur thighs at a party sooo heres this!
i do not use description for the reader and the photos do not characterize the reader !!
lyrics from ‘smitten/vulnerable’ by leanna firestone (thinking ab doing a second part inspired by the second part of the song??)
i think i must be doing something right
you both typically hated parties. they were loud, sticky, and full of annoying drunk people. however, manny had requested that you kindly make an appearance at his. how could you say no?
abby had gone to get you both drinks as you claimed a spot on his couch. you scrolled on your phone, smiling at your friends posts. she came back with two drinks in hand and someone following her.
you sat with her arm around you as she talked with a friend from one of her classes. you spoke every now and then, but were content just sitting and listening to them speak.
you sat with her arm around you as she talked with a friend from one of her classes. you spoke every now and then, but were content just sitting and listening to them speak.
you sat with her arm around you as she talked with a friend from one of her classes. you spoke every now and then, but were content just sitting and listening to them speak.
at some point you felt her move her arm off you and stand up. you grabbed her hand to go with her, but she just smiled back before sitting between your legs. one of your hands found its way to her hair as one of hers wrapped around your ankle.
so i thank god and my lucky stars alike
you watched as they played never-have-i-ever, which made you laugh thinking about the times you played in middle school. you listened or played on your phone for the most part, only nudging abby with your foot when she said something out of pocket.
“hey! what’s that for?” she’d turn around to look at you and you’d both just smile. her friends made fun of her, calling her whipped, but she just laughed knowing she was.
as the night went on, you joined in a bit in the games and conversation they had going on at your feet. whenever you both weren’t talking, abby was placing kisses on your thighs and rubbing shapes into your calves. it made you smile as you threaded your fingers through her hair in return.
‘cause i don’t know what i did or how i did it
eventually everyone broke off into separate conversations, leaving you two to talk again. she sat half turned so she could still lay on your leg as you told her about your day. she’d press more small kisses when she could tell something frustrated you, bringing a smile to your face every time.
she was content staying like that forever.
but i did something right.
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Still thinking about Maxwell and how she's walking around in just gloves and a sports bra and nothing else because she opted to be fully robot from the hips down.
Like look at this. Goddamn. Nikkes need to look and act human so that their brains don't have a dysphoric meltdown, but not Maxwell. Woman is quite literally built different.
This is where the amoral science is stored.
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