#or if you're a bob/tgm girlie but NOT a lewis girlie

[theharddeck]

the reasons i'm alone, i know by heart (rhett abbott x fem!reader)

“My–” Rhett broke off, his voice hoarser than both of you had expected, and he cleared his throat before trying again. “My hands are dirty.” You looked down at them.  Dried white paint flecked over the tops of his knuckles, smudged over the tips of his fingers, flecked like freckles over his forearms. When your fingers traced over the specks of paint, you heard his breath catch as you looked back up at his face. You liked how he sounded, how he looked, wanted to know how he felt. “Guess I’m going to be doing all the touching, then.”

A leak after a snowstorm. A long afternoon waiting for paint to dry. Another snowstorm, a power surge, and a connection that might just last past dawn. -- two chapter fic coming soon.