✴️Yellowstone x reader one shots

(JD) Dutton Legacy

Request from @stellarosedutton
on Tumblr. The reader (John's daughter) is dating Rip secretly. But her father warns he's not good enough for her and that Beth should be with him. He wants her to run the family ranch in the future.

"I'll see you later baby." Rip spoke kissing me one last time creaking open my bedroom window sneaking back out to the Bunkhouse. Laying my head back on the pillow I sigh sadly at seeing him go. Rip and I have been sneaking around behind my father's back. John Dutton, my father has a specific job set in mind for all of his children. Jamie is the lawyer, Beth the financier, Kayce the Livestock Commissioner and there's me. Lee was supposed to be the one running this ranch but now that's he's dead. It's most likely my job. Don't get me wrong I love this ranch but I don't think my father would like the man I want to run it with.

Being the youngest Dutton girl I don't really remember my mother like everyone else. Dad hasn't been good with my siblings. They're all crazy in their own way except me. Somehow he's still the same type of father he was the day before mom died. In his eyes I look pretty much like her so maybe it makes him feel closer to her. Climbing from bed I throw on a flannel, some ripped jeans and brown boots. My hair in a braid down my back going to the kitchen. Opening the fridge I jump hearing my father's voice behind me. "You're up early sweetheart." I didn't expect him to still be in the house. Normally he goes riding with Kayce before sunrise.

"Oh uh - morning daddy." I get a lump in my throat taking small bites off a chocolate chip muffin. He's looking over his shoulder sitting on the couch in front of the large fireplace. "We need to talk you and I." His voice changed to stern meaning he's serious. Slowly I walk over to the couch taking a seat beside him but he gets to his feet standing in front of me. "I know about you and Rip, Y/n." A blush rises to my cheeks instantly. How does he know. I thought we'd always been so careful. "Daddy it's not true - I-" He cuts me off shacking his head. "You must think I'm the dumbest man in the valley. Darlin' nothing happens on my ranch that I don't know about." He goes to stand in front of the fireplace with his back facing me. "He's not right for you honey..."

Raising my head up I questioned in shock. "I'm sorry what did you say?" He turned slightly something in his eyes I can't read. "I said he ain't right for you. All your other siblings are burdened with the loss of their mother...but not you. He's got his own issues and I don't want that consuming you, changing you." Getting to my feet I stepped to stand beside him. "Dad he's good to me, he takes care of me, loves me even. Who else would be better suited for him?" He stares at me eyeing his boots. "Your sister. She's got this crazied side that needs control, needs love, I'm sorry to say it but if he doesn't want children...then this ranch will end." Bawling my hands into fists I feel tears coming. "Beth can't have children daddy. Let me ask him - see if he does. Let me try and change your mind, please." He tips his black hat at me, signaling me to go.

Saddling my horse I race out to the fields finding Rip on his brown horse ordering the Bunkhouse cowboys. The sun's finally risen over the fields. "Rip, my dad knows about us." I blurted out catching up to his side. He removes his sunglasses quickly. "He does. Damn it I thought we'd done good." His brown eyes see tears falling from my face. He dismounted his horse helping me down from mine so we can stand closer. "Sweetie, why are you crying?" He wiped some away with his thumbs hearing me sniffling. "He told me you're not good enough for me. That you should be with Beth. He wants me to run the ranch someday - have kids to keep the legacy alive - and thinks you don't want them!" Rip cups my face in his hands cutting me off. "Whenever have I said I wouldn't want kids with you, Y/n."

"Rip I - but you don't even like dogs. We never talked about - I thought you felt the same way about kids..." I fumbled for words suprised at him. He didn't like watching Tate, Kayce's son. So to me it seemed best to leave the discussion of kids off the table. He shakes his head smiling with a chuckle. "I never brought it up because I'm afraid I'll turn out like my father was. I didn't want to pressure you into anything. But I want to have kids with you, darlin'. If it's something you don't want I'll live. You're all I need." Without thinking I fling my arms around his neck pulling his lips down to mine for a deep kiss. His arms sneaked around my waist pulling me to his chest, his lips fitting with mine perfectly.

Eventually we broke for air our arms never leaving the other's side. "I'd love to have kids with you, Rip Wheeler." I spoke after a few minutes of comfortable silence. He plants a kiss to my forehead. "I reckon it's time we go chat with your father." I climbed on my horse after him as he hollered to Lloyd. "You're in charge until I get back!" We reached the house putting our horses in the barn, stepping on the porch I felt Rip stiffen beside me. "Hey it's gonna be alright. Just tell him how you really feel." I squeeze his hand gently and he messes with his brown hat opening the door for me. Slowly we entered the living room and I feel my heart racing in fear. He could kick him off the ranch if this doesn't go well.

My eyes locked with my father whose sitting in the same spot he was this morning. Only now he's sipping some alcohol in glass staring at the both of us. "Have a seat, both of you." Rip and I sit in the single chairs feeling the room growing thick with silence. "So tell me what exactly has been happening between the two of you. Only you Rip." My boyfriend has fierce loyalty to my father but right now he removes his hat in nervousness, the tough side of him now gone in his presence. "I've been secretly dating your daughter, sir. I love her and I'll always take care of her. I promise you that."

"Y/n must have told you that I want her to run this ranch when I'm gone correct. Since her eldest brother Lee was killed." My father leans forward in his chair still never looking my direction. Rip only nodded his head yes. "Looking to the future of this ranch. How would you feel about having kids?" Rip clears his throat giving me a smile and loving eyes, turning back to my father to deliver out. "I'd do anything for this place, sir. If children are needed. I can't think of anyone else I'd love to have them with then your daughter, Y/n." Finally my father stood up looking at me, he smiled happily. "You proved me wrong babygirl. You can run this place with him when I'm gone. Just promise I'll get to meet my grandchildren before I pass away."

Glancing out of the corner of my eye I see Rip smirking my way sending me a wink. Oh I don't think that'll be a problem. My cheeks turn a flash of red for a minute until I get to my feet wrapping my arms around my father. "Thank you, daddy. I love you." He kisses my hair hugging me back gently. "You're welcome honey. I love you too." We break apart when Rip gets to his feet coming to shake my dad's hand. "Thank you, sir." He puts his cowboy hat back on his head. I lay my head on his chest smiling big that warmed my father's heart. "Get out of here you lovebirds." My father spoke waving us on and we headed to start working the ranch.

John wipes away tears looking a family picture of him and his wife. He removed his hat sitting it ontop the fireplace. "Our youngest is growing up honey..." He mumbled into the quiet house. Picking up the picture, running his fingers over Evelyn's face. "You'd be proud of her. She's found someone who loves her. That'll love her as much as I loved you." He sits the picture back putting his hat back on, saddling his horse to go see Evelyn. He promised her he'd always look out for his children, especially Y/n.

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