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[:BAMBI X READER:] gunpowder

[title is based off of this song! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DGzMCVwVf_U i would reccomend checking it out]

[apologies for my absence, life has been unkind but im trying]

[even if this oneshot has some vague-ish vent elements this oneshot goes out to my BESTIE ILYSM /p cesar still cant believe we became friends over the fact you looked up bambi x reader on tumblr this ones specifically for u and take it as a gift of appreciation for being my friend]

oneshot below the cut, hope you enjoy (and hope it's properly formatted since I'm copy and pasting from a phone)

A greenish-blue hill laid silently upon a horizon of a soft, early dull blue morning sky. The sky was ever-so cloudy and sad; as if it dared to spill tears of rain. On the landscape of the drooping, sleeping grass blades was a blanket of the early morning dew accompying it, as if the grass had still been sleepy so peacefully still.

The land was still, not a creature in sight had seem to awaken yet.

In the veil of the fading stars from the previous night, a figure emerged from the lazy hollow that led into another part of the country side. Their pair of lovingly worn out boots squished against the wet, muddy ground, making obvious sound in the dead silent air.

The person in question seemed dazed; out of it. Their tired face seemed sun-kissed from previous days, wearing the display of fatigue on their gentle outlook. (Y/N) yawned, taking a cold shiver down their spine. They supposed that's what they got for being up at such an unholy hour. But that didn't seem to matter to them one bit - they came all the way out for a reason..

And that reason was to get out, if only for a little while. As if to escape from somewhere.

Their determined trudge through the cold morning came to a stop - the scenery had seemed to change. No longer were they in an endless marsh of land - but instead, they were surrounded by worn out white fencing connecter together by strong standing posts of lovingly painted and worn out white wooden posts. In the distance from them was what looked like a sea of wheat and corn - the two blending in together to create a beautiful golden yellow to surround the big, red barn in front of it. Trailing up the dirt path, (Y/N) finally came to a complete stop, and they knocked.

Their body stood there absent-mindedly. Waiting. It was like they weren't even in their own body, having a sleepy gaze locked up on the awakening sky. Compared to earlier, the sky bed was beginning to develop into a brighter baby blue, having earned a hint of violet as a solemn reminder of the rainfall from previous days. Their train of thought was interrupted by a moderately loud crash, and the sound of angry, yet small footsteps.

For a moment, those footsteps seemed to stop completely with hesitation. A clink could be heard behind the door and it suddenly burst open -

You were met with the piercing gaze of a short man in blue overalls, one of the straps falling off of him. Not only that, but he also had red plaid pajamas on underneath. The short man looked like he had just woken up.

"WHO GO THERE???!?" He yelled out, swaying his pitchfork around with the fiery wrath of hellfire display within his gaze. His eyes slowly trailed up to you. "I AM ARME- OH." His booming voice had abruptly stopped, and the seemingly once bloodthirst that once accompanied his eyes vanished upon your sight.

"Haha.. hey Bambi..?" Your voice spoke out ever so softly compared to Bambi's own, having such a tired yet sweet smile on your face. "..(Y/N)? WHY YOU HERE? IT LIKE.." Bambi's eyes trailed over to a dim modern alarm clock, barely illuminating the small table below it. "6.. 6 AM. IT EARLY AND COLD AS SHIT OUTSIDE!" He frowned, crossing his "arms" with his pitchfork still in hand.

"I just wanted to get away for a little while... I guess." (Y/N) explained in a gentle tone. "I can go back home if it's too early - I don't mean to intrude!-"

"NO, NO, IT FINE!" Bambi waved his hands around to dismiss that thought of yours and placed his little weapon back up against his wall, scuttling up to your figure and staring directly up at your fatigue-stricken face. You looked so lost, did you even know that? Bambi had appeared to be awaiting a response from you and seemed to frown with dismay when you didn't. The farmer nudged you, causing your line of sight sight follow down back to his figure.

"LISTEN.. NO MATTER YOU REASON.. YOU LOOK TIRED. VERY TIRED." He began once more, finally moving out of your way. "WHATEVER CAUSE YOU TO HAVE WALK ALL WAY HERE HAS TO BE IMPORTANT, AND YOU TELL ME LATER." His hand was pointing over to his beat up plaid couch that was sit beside an unlit furnace area. "AFTER YOU SLEEP."

"Ah.. okay." You smiled, walking in and taking off your shoes, keeping them on the mat beside the door. The man behind you shut the door as you made your way over to the couch, immediately flopping down on it.. If you weren't careful, you could've gotten a back full of those hard cushion springs that kept that couch together! But you didn't really care. What mattered most was being allowed inside by your friend at the most ungodly hour with seemingly open arms.

Immediately after you had collapsed onto what you now considered the most comfortable bed in the world, not another word was uttered from you. The only sound that seemed to be emitted was your careful and slow breathing and the careful whack in the air of someone throwing out a blanket, and then the sudden touch of warm material going over your chilly skin. The scent from a freshly washed and old blanket hit you, lulling you into a deeper sleep than before.

Assuming you had gone out cold right there and right then, Bambi let out a sigh of concern and confusion. The farmer knew that there might have not been a real deeper cause for you to trudge with all your might out through the open and sleeping marsh of the night, and he certainly wasn't going to press you while you were in the state you currently displayed.

The smaller figure walked over to the opposite facing, smaller loveseat that accompied the plaid couch, being that of a plaid pattern too. He let down the leg rest, and right before he had jumped onto it, his gaze landed on the fireplace.

Seeing as your frigid figure had the most blizzard striken skin when his warm fingers had but only had a small graze against it, he wasn't sure how long you had been out there for exactly. Could you have gotten a cold? What if you had contracted a illness all because of him? Such bizarre thoughts weren't going to help him, and he went immediately over and lit the fireplace to a manageable degree. One that wouldn't hopefully burn down his barn while the two of you slept.

Finally hopping up onto the seat and laying there, his mind drifted off into its own endless train of thought.

What if.. there had been a reason for your arrival? Did something happen? Were you running from something - someone? Were you here to even.. take his corn-?

Okay, no. (Y/N) would never do that. (Y/N) was Bambi's friend, and for him to consider you a friend ALONE was something to be proud of. Turning over on his side against the seat that was like thrice his size, he dismissed those thoughts of his own, reminding himself of one thing.

Whatever it may have been, it was not his business in that moment. What mattered most was making sure you were getting the rest you needed.

That was exactly why he was still down on the lower level of his living quarters in the first place; just to make sure you were asleep and safe and sound. And even if he meant he didn't get to finish his once comfortable slumber upstairs in his bed, that was surprisingly a-okay for him considering his explosive and sudden behavior.

Perhaps deep within his anger-stricken heart, a soft spot developed for you.

In the morning sun, the blanket from the previous hours long gone lay unaccompanied by not one soul. You and Bambi had long woken up and started your day. You had decided to stay with Bambi, if only a little longer to help out with harvesting the plentiful crops out in his endless expanse of a once humble garden grown into a rich sea of fresh crops.

To keep yourself from getting a sunburn on your face, the man in green lent you a worn out straw hat. To keep your gentle skin from becoming raw and painful.

In your grasp was a big, woven basket. You had been hauling it around for the past hour, taking turns to switch with Bambi to pick the corn to throw into the basket and then for someone to carry the said basket around. In your eyes, you thought the two of you made a pretty darn good and efficient team, to say the least!

But as with any job, comes hard work. And the two of you certainly were working hard, to say the least. With the unforgiving blaze of the moving sun unending, it seemed to be getting the best of you. Perhaps it was time for a break.

You finally decided to speak up once Bambi took his hat off to stop in his tracks and dramatically wipe the sweat of his forehead off. "Hey, Bambi." Your voice spoke out, almost cracking.

"WHAT IS IT?" He turned around in a comical fashion, his big eyes staring right into your own. "You wouldn't mind if I happened to take a short break, would you?" (Y/N) asked. "I swear I won't take forever."

"YEA, SURE. GO AHEAD. DONT MIND." He confirmed for you, taking the basket out of your hands with care, lugging it to his back. "DONT WANT YOU TO GET SICK AFTER ALL." Unlike you, Bambi was more than accustomed to the blistering summer heat, being able to withstand it for a considerable amount of time. "Alright, thank you!" You flashed a sweet smile, right before you ran after to find shade. For a moment in time, Bambi found himself sharing that small bit of joy you shared with him.

(Y/N) found themself walking up a small hill within Bambi's line of land, sitting right underneath the lonely tree with big, drooping leaves. The tree bark showed signs of old age, as if having withstood the tests of time again and again over time. Perhaps you were the first company this tree had in a long time. Tucking your legs in under your arms, you stared up.

In the evening sun, the figure of a lonely tree and a lonely person basked in the precious light emitted from it. (Y/N) found themself drifting off into thought of the far future before it were bound to happen once more. In their supposed time of a short break, they found themself worrying about the remainder of their day. After they were to return from their break back to Bambi, it was to begin and finish picking the crops that were ready to be harvested. Then after that hassle, it was to bring the crops inside and wash and pick them of their steams and leaves in preparation for storage. That seemed like it would take a good portion of the day in itself, but what was to happen after that? Were you to return home, like any other person would?

That frightened you. Whatever was happening in the place you considered your home, you were afraid to return and deal with it. You didn't consider yourself strong enough yet, nor prepared. What were you to do - what were you to-?

Your panick-ridden thoughts were interrupted by the sort crunched of grass and then something plopping down right beside you, grazing against your clothing. It had been Bambi.

"HEY (Y/N). YOU WERE TAKE KIND OF LONG SO I STAND THERE AND WAIT AND WAIT AND WAIT!" He began, flailing his hands up in the air suddenly to emphasize the way he repeated wait. It wasn't in a venomous manner, though. It was just the way he spoke. "BUT WHEN I STAND THERE, I START TO THINK MAYBE I NEED TO TAKE BREAK TOO.." He admitted, slouching against your side. The basket for that day's harvest was already long placed beside the tree. You had just stared blankly at him - it was like he had suddenly made your brain restart.

The lack of a response made his face change. Similarly to earlier to the morning, he decided to prod further.

"(Y/N), YOU OKAY?" His tone seemed to soften. I mean, compared to the way he usually spoke, atleast. His volume level was something he couldn't really help.

"Wh- huh? I mean- yeah, of course-"

"YOU JUST NOT VERY TALKATIVE AS YOU USUALLY ARE. AND YOU BLAB LOTS USUALLY." Ok, that made you blush a little but you had to be honest about your mood with your concerned friend over here.

What you didn't realize, however, was the gentle and warm streams of tears that began to gently make their way down your face once you had curled back up in your comfy position, the right side of your head resting on your ankles staring Bambi into his eyes.

"I just.. I just have a lot of my mind, Bambi." You admitted with a wavering and sad smile, unable to contain the trickling, poking feeling of your eyes. "It's too much for me to properly put into words.. and here I am, burdening you with my own little pity party." You sighed with a chuckle, but one of hurt. "I can't run from my problems forever, but I thought I could have got it off of my mind here with you.." (Y/N) finished, raising back up and staring off into the vast sky. The once sunny and beautiful sky was becoming littered with looming clouds, warning of a future storm.

You felt guilty. You should've kept it to yourself and not have drug him into this. This was a battle of your own.

Before you doubts could pile up and overtake you, they were immediately cast aside once you felt the shifting of the grass beside you - and the sudden, warm embrace of another enveloped you at your chest.

You looked down.

Bambi had gotten up from his spot and was hugging you. He did not seem to move an inch only for a moment to look up at your glossy eyes with a look of his own. And that told you everything you needed to know. You broke. Your forehead made contact with his tiny little green farmer hat as you began to let out once held back sobs while the farmer man let it happen.

When you came back to, after letting you repressed cries out, you wiped your face, ridding yourself of any stray tears that had happened to slip through. Before you could find the strength to apologize, Bambi beat you to the punch.

"LISTEN." You were, already. Intently, I may add. You stared down at him sniffling while he stared back up, unmoving of his protective grip around you. "MAYBE I DONT KNOW WHAT HAPPEN IN YOUR LIFE. MAYBE I DONT KNOW WHY YOU SO SAD."

"BUT WHAT I KNOW IS THAT I CARE FOR YOU FEEL (Y/N)." Something about the way Bambi reassured you and spoke made those tears threaten to spill again. "I.. NOT KNOW OF HOW TO MAKE OTHER FEEL BETTER VERY GOOD BUT.. I DO KNOW I DONT LIKE SEEING YOU SCARED OR SAD.." He frowned.

"WHAT I TRYNA SAY IS THAT.. I HERE FOR YOU IF YOU NEED ME. I CANT PROMISE GOOD ADVICE BUT I PROMISE I LISTEN.."

You almost wanted to cry again for a good reason, but felt it would probably make poor Bambi worry. For the first time in that span of that sudden episode of depression, you began to smile once more. "..Thanks Bambi, that means a lot." You finally were able to hug him back in a manner that was more positive.

"I feel better now." You spoke with a sigh. Not completely, but Bambi's surprising words for someone like himself of encouragement seemed to sway your mood for the better even if it was just a little bit. "I think.. we may have overstayed our break." You giggled, seeing the sight of crows pecking around at the basket curiously, having smelled the delicious fresh scent of vegetables. "WH- FUCKKK!!" He immediately jumped up from once being latched onto you like a baby sloth in an effort to comfort you, stomping around to the mischievous crows. "STUPID FUCKING BIRD!!! LEAVE!!! NOT YOURS!!!!!" He angrily shouted at the creatures as if they'd understand and to be honest, you found it kind of funny in an endearing way. The curious birds immediately flew off with haste at the sudden hostile tone for such a short little man. He let out a huff of anger, bouncing his leg up in a fast motion with anger once he grabbed the basket back and came over to you, taking your hand unannounced. "LET'S GO."

"Oh -? But what about the other crops-"

"YOU MATTER MORE RIGHT NOW. LETS GO."

You got up from the once lonely tree, allowing Bambi to lead you back to the barn hand in hand (even if he was a little angry now). There was nothing no longer to fear now with your little angry farmer friend by your side..

Except rain. You and Bambi had to rush back inside before you both caught a cold! But that had truly been the start of a new beginning for not only you, but for him, too. For a new life.

A happier one.

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