HIATUS// Ride 'Em Cowboy || Striker X Reader 18+

Take a hiNt

When you arrive downstairs you tuck your "cigarettes" and lighter into your boot, hopefully nobody would notice the smell, you really needed this after the last couple days. The kitchen was bustling with noise from Joe and Striker, Lin who was already seated looked up to see you, "Hey hun finally done unpackin everything?" She smiles. "Yes thankfully it only took an hour or so, I brought enough for a few days, but after that I'll get out of y'all's way and head home." You smile back sitting across from Lin. "Now don't go actin like that, ya know you're always welcome in our home Y/N." Lin frowns at you and crosses her arms, before you could reply the men bring out the dinner, the table was already set and everyone had water.

"This looks delicious as always." You smile at the boys. Striker gives a half smile back and Joe laughs and smiles, "Dig in kiddo." He says. Joe sits next to Lin while Striker sits next to you, everyone starts to pile food on their plate and eat, you could feel Strikers eye on. Avoiding eye contact with him due to the situation earlier, 'he probably thinks you're a fucking weirdo', 'pathetic as always', you start shoveling food in your mouth, your mind racing. Everyone notices you shoveling food in your mouth, but shrug it off. You feel something brush against your tail, you quickly stood up, getting nervous everyone looks at you yet again.

"Everythang okay hun?" Lin presses, looking concerne. "Ya-ya just not really hungry-" you fake yawn and bring all your dishes to the kitchen "I'm going to go for a walk and then just go to bed, I'm pretty tired." You lie, you felt bad lying to their faces. Before heading out your clean your dishes and put them away.

"Alright just let us know if ya need anythin." Lin gives in and watches as you walk past the table. Striker stays silent but his face looked confused. Joe just continued to shovel food in his mouth. You leave the house and start to walk around the farm, its been so long yet nothing has changed. Still a beautiful far as always, maybe a few more plants and crop. Besides that it's just how you had remembered.

Once you got a safe distance from the home you grab your "cigarettes" and lighter. You're pre-rolled cigarettes from your mothers "farm" will take the edge off and silence your mind. Lighting your blunt you let out a heavy sigh, taking a hit of it, you start waling to the stables, it was your favorite place to sit and relax, watch the sky.

Once you reach the stables you start to feel the buzz hit your brain rather quickly, taking another couple hits you sit in silence. Your mind wanders but the voices in your head simmer down. Feeling the out of body experience yet again, you needed this.

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*back at the home*

Striker finished his food rather quickly, he was quite curious where you had went. For some reason you peaked his interest, then again he had better things to focus on. Nonetheless Joe and Lin asked Striker to go and check on you, telling Striker you loved to hangout at the stables when times were tough or when you and millie had a fight. Striker started to run to the stables, afraid that Bombproof may hurt you, he was not the friendly type.

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While taking one final hit and putting your blunt and lighter away, you walk over to see Strikers hellhorse. As soon as he saw you he started neighing for pets, you sat beside him and he lay next to you, petting the horse as that final hit send you over the edge.

Everything around you felt slightly foggy, you felt as if you lost feeling in your legs but everything was just so relaxed. You reeked of "cigarettes" and vanilla but the smell never bothered you to begin with. You heard rustling approaching quite quickly, turning your head to the stable entrance you see a worried Striker.

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"Oh thank satan, little lady you should be more careful, bombproof isint the friendly type." Striker said flatly, a hint of annoyance coming from his tone. I just laughed in response, 'oh satan here we go, everything is gonna be funny', "Strikerrr, does bombproof look mad at me?" I nudge at bombproof and he asks for more pets. Striker sucks at his teeth and smirks, "He just thinks you're pretty darlin', don't get use to it." Strikers tail rattles again in annoyance. Wow okay harsh, haha.

It was silent until Striker got a good whiff of the air around him, "I'ma assume that smell is comin from you ain't it? Y'know that shit could be laced." Striker approaches me and sits down, shaking his head and having a blank expression on his face. "Y'know cowboy I don't think I give a fuck, besides it came from my mothers farm." I laugh while responding, feeling a little dizzy, it has been awhile since you last smoked. Maybe I overdid it a little bit.

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"Really, because to me darlin'~ it seems like ya overdid it." He examines your figure, seeing your eyes a deep red and yellow and eyelids barely open, complete with a stupid look on your face. You stayed silent trying not to laugh, feeling a blush arise on your face. You start to space out only focusing on Striker, looking into those eyes, fuck those goddamn eyes. Satan stop making you feel this way.

A minute passes, Striker starts snapping his fingers in your face trying to get your attention, your tail flicking back and forth still staring at Striker with a blush on your face. "Y/N? Hello?" His voice growing angrier, he shouldn't be sitting here babysitting you and enduring your bullshit. He has to get ready for the festival.

Finally coming out of the fog you giggle, "I'm sorry what? Did I miss something?" I smile at Striker not caring how agitated he looks. "Sure did doll, lin and joe were worried so they sent me out 'ere to check on ya." He pinched the bridge of his nose taking a deep sigh. "Can ya stand?" Striker stands up, looking down at you. You try to  stand but your legs feel like jello, "Haha nooo, don't think so cowboy~." The blunt now hitting more since you stood up.

Striker scoffs and picks you up bridal style, "I didn't sign up to be no damn babysitter, lets get your ass home." Striker starts to walk and notices you blushing like crazy, a smirk creeps on his face as he continues to walk. You nuzzle into his chest and start to fall asleep, god Y/N take a hint, you can't afford love, 'you're unlovable..'