#ଓ… ic‚ zachary cole.

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what do you remember? / rhea & zach

he hit his head. bad fall off a pissed bull, but he did set a new record. that was what he remembered. the exhilarating feeling of doing something great for himself - although, it didn't rival rhea looking at him, not even though her eyes were shining with worry as she bends over his hospital bed. so he does what every proper cowboy would've done with the most beautiful girl fussing over them, he throws her a smirk and a wink. "i remember how loud you were screaming my name," a small pause to let her stew in that. "at the show, rhea. get your mind out the gutter - or actually, keep it there but like ... bring me with ya, will you?"

answered ask: zachary cole + rhea davis. @halfrust.

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zach nods along when she speaks. he could relate to giving up a lot for someone who wasn't even around any longer for whatever reason, but he wasn't about to let someone as amazing (and beautiful and talented and perfect) as rhea davis dig herself ten feet underground because of it. "you gonna let me throw the next ones, darlin'?" the bullrider asks with a tip of his hat, half tempted to put it onto her beautiful firey hair, but he figures he better not. with a brother like finn, she definitely knew about the cowboy hat rule, and while he reaaaally wanted another night with her, he wasn't about to make her uncomfortable. he was just going to be himself and hope that it might lead to him taking home more than the trophy tomorrow - he wanted her heart more than he wanted the big win.

rhea davis , @legacey : 🎁 ↳ dial drunk by noah kahan.

"i ain't proud of all the punches that i've thrown, in the name of someone i no longer know."

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just an affiliated oc tag drop <3

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if you keep doing stupid shit. "ah, but it was also cool shit, wasn't it, babe?" winking up at her, wanting to charm his way into her heart again. but mostly? well, mostly he just wanted those beautiful eyes to look into his. "rhea, look at me. i'm okay. a little concussed, but that ain't nothing new. i'm alright, you're great. we could be kissing and cuddlin' right now, instead you're mad at me - but i think you're mad because you like me. so i'll let it slide for now, if you look at me." reaching out, gently placing two fingers under her chin, making her tilt her head upwards so he could gaze into her eyes. "mhm, there she is."

"cold, hard reality." at this point in time, a slap is what she wants to give him. heart in her throat, is never going to get his motionless body out of her mind ... no amount of jokes and winks would shift it. even if it was appeasing the monster in her for the time being. eyes fall to where his hand clasps with hers, fluttering shut for a moment as she takes a steadying breath and squeezing his rough hand. she laughs, shaking her head at him. "i'm trying to be mad at you. stop it." free hand swats at his chest, her eyes still not reaching his, watching her thumb skating across his knuckles soothingly. more for herself than for him. "you'll not be getting me in any bed if you keep doing stupid shit."

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"that fall ... and not even a little kiss for me. what kind of life is this?" he frowns and pouts up at her, before smirking. giving her a small wink. nudging her softly, but then he reaches his hand for hers, intertwining their fingers together. "you're so beautiful, i'm obsessed with you. i'd fall every time if it meant i got five minutes alone with you in a bed - even though .. i'd prefer my own, and not a hospital bed." of course he's teasing her. he was scared as shit too. he knew what finn's fall had done to him, how he was still struggling with the rehab he had to go through, but at least he was walking now. although, he was never riding a bull again. zach wasn't ready to give up on that life, not yet. if ever.

she's seen plenty of cowboys take a fall from a bull. remembers her brother's fall, and when she saw zach in the dirt in that arena her heart was in her throat --- and here he was, cracking jokes like nothing happened. like he hadn't been knocked out and is currently laying in a hospital bed. all rhea could do was roll her eyes ... and try to hide the flush that was travelling up her neck from his comment. fucking cowboys. "be serious, zach." she chastises, furrowing her brows at him to display her unamusement. "you scared the fuck out of me, asshole." the glare softens slightly, but doesn't go away completely.