#I’m lowk captivated by this show

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billy the kid x possessive!reader and he realises that shes willing to do anything to keep him, billy likes it but is sorta lowk scared of reader lol. by the way i absolutely ADORED he's mine smmmmm, i loved the way you wrote it!!!!!! i watched the episodes you wrote about and its crazy how accurate and detailed you are when you wrote those scenes. much love mwah

Him and I || Billy the Kid x reader

A/n: I’m so so glad you liked it!! I put a lot of effort into that 😭 I was also listening to Him and I by G-eazy and Halsey while i wrote this and thought it was pretty fitting with the fic.

Warning: fem!reader, possessive!reader i think thats abt it! lmk if there are others

Wc: 457

Divider by @pommecita

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the quiet town. Billy the Kid leaned against the saloon railing, his eyes scanning the deserted street.

You appeared, strolling towards him with purpose, the soft glow of the fading sunlight highlighting the determination in your eyes.

Billy had always known there was something possessive about the way you regarded him, an intensity that wrapped around him like a shadow.

From the first moment you met, there was an unspoken understanding that he was yours, and you were not afraid to show it. It wasn't just the tender touches or the protective glances; it was the subtle hints that you would go to great lengths to keep him close.

One night, as you both sat on the porch of your shared hideaway, the dim light from the lantern revealing the lines on Billy's face, you spoke words that sent a shiver down his spine. "You know, I'd do anything to keep you, Billy. Anything."

He had seen that look in your eyes before, a mixture of love, possessiveness, and an underlying willingness to do whatever it took to have him all to yourself.

Part of him liked it—the idea that someone cared for him so deeply, body and soul, but there was also a fear that simmered beneath the surface. The untamed spirit in him was cautious, wary of being confined, even by someone as dear to him as you.

On another occasion, during a confrontation in a dusty saloon, a rival gunslinger had made the mistake of making advances towards you. The air crackled with tension as you swiftly shut down the unwanted attention. The way you glared at the intruder sent a clear message - Billy belonged to you, and no one should forget that.

Later that night, as you both lay in bed, Billy couldn't shake the feeling of both comfort and trepidation. He knew you'd defend him with every ounce of your being, but the possessiveness that fueled that defense was a double-edged sword.

As the days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, Billy could feel the weight of your possessiveness lingering. Whether it was the subtle grip on his arm in crowded saloons or the way you would keep him close in the quiet moments, he was acutely aware of your claim.

Billy the Kid, a man who lived on the edge of danger, found himself walking a fine line between embracing the warmth of your possessiveness and fearing the constraints it might bring.

Yet, in the quiet of the night, when the town slept and only the stars bore witness, he couldn't deny the truth — he was both captivated and slightly terrified by the depth of your devotion.