Whitey Winn One Shots

Winn Farm P1

Modern cowboy AU kinda, 

The Winn farm sits at the corner of a crossroads, one going north to south and the other going east to west of this empty New Mexico Void, the farm sits snugly into the northwest corner of the crossroads with nothing but barren land on all other sides. The farm is small with really only two small crop fields with little growing in either, a farmhouse in the corner long since fallen to the earth from a fire, with the signs of work ongoing to rebuild it or perhaps build something in its place. There was a chicken coop with many of them running about a chicken wire enclosure, and a rabbit hutch with a similar area for them to run and play. Close to the old farmhouse and facing the small track that led from the road was a small caravan it was old and had clearly been tinkered with where the only light was coming from. It stood tall on the farm the skylight open with smoke or steam coming from it, a few windows open with nets down to stop any bugs, the door open with a beaded net over the opening, the steps to the door made of old cinder blocks some laundry on a line across from the door to a rotten old post a few pairs of underwear, a dress and a plaid shirt. An old half rusted broken BBQ sat by the side with a folding chair, the other chair sat by the post in which Whitey sat. 

Whitey sat in the rusted white folding chair with red and yellow striped fabric, he had thick steel toe boots that were dusty and dirty. His blue tattered jeans tucked into his boots, black braces attached to the jeans and sitting on his shoulders. A black t-shirt against his skin with some words on unreadable exactly what they said and a red and purple button-down shirt with buttons undone and the sleeves rolled to his elbows. His fairly long blonde and brown hair a messy mop full of dirt, his brown eyebrows square in focus, his eyes fixed on the road in the distance, his upper lip and chin graced with hair but not enough to really be called anything but the grace of it. He brought a cheap watered-down whiskey bottle to his lips having a prolonged sip before moving it back to the dirt licking it off his lips to savour each and every drop. 

"Whitey!" A female voice calls from within the caravan

A smile crept onto his lips wider than the whiskey caused "out here Y/n" he called back turning on his chair to see the door as the beads were pushed open.

There a woman stood, in little grey slippers with bunny ears a black robe with stars and moons around her body and almost to the floor tried with a little bow on her waist, her hair almost black as it was wet with curls obvious in it still, her face clear of any make up a few spots across her skin and freckles across her cheeks and nose her eyes searched outside until she spotted him "showers empty" she smiled

"Thank you my flower" he smiled getting up taking his bottle with him as he went to the door standing on the first block step setting his whiskey on top of the bbq and wrapping his arms around her waist "you are so pretty," he said giving her an Eskimo kiss as he held her body close even if he was rather tall, skinny and slender were as she was large, short and rounded,

"Aww your too sweet to me" she smiled giving his head a kiss before she hurried inside

"Hope you saved me some hot water" he laughs, taking the bottle inside with him and shutting the door. 

The Caravan was scarcely decorated with boxers and bags all over the place, at the very end of the caravan was a double bed tucked into the wall down the right side the bed made with striped blue sheets. A bathroom down the right side with a shower, toilet and sink bottles of soap and shampoo in various places. A small table sat on the right side with a built-in curve seat and a stool. Then the door with the kitchen and small breakfast bar at the other end. Empty drink bottles lined every surface mostly window sills and little nooks where they could fit a book on the table half open with a pen beside it Y/n went to a mirror on the wall by the bed starting to brush and sort her hair as Whitey leaned on the wall looking at her blissfully