Smooth Criminals (Boothill x Fem reader)

Chapter 9

(My bad yall I've been procrastinating sorry😔 been playing bloxburg ever since it was released free OH YEAH AND I GOT THIS CARD YAHH LOVE LOVE AND DEEPSPACE. Zayne is my man💕)

You took a step out of the Asteral Express. You had tons of credit with you at the moment from Boothill. You thought about buying one of the ships at Xainzhou.

You'd get a lot of supplies too as well. You calculated everything you possibly needed, tapping your foot.

Boothill gazed upon you from afar. Himeko caught on with it as he turned to her staring at him. She smiled and her eyes urged him to talk to you.

Boothill gave a look of helplessness, simply finding it difficult to talk to you. The tension was still there, and it was clear after a day you wouldn't fully trust him.

You trusted March to watch over Clementine while you run errands. You trusted the Nameless because of their famous good doings. But if they're sided with Boothill then it's okay to trust him, right?

Never mind, you're overreacting. You sighed and rubbed your headache away.

The cool breeze hit your legs, causing you to shiver. Right, your attire today was one of Himeko's dresses. (Choose your dress everyone)

You thanked her repeatedly, even though it wasn't your usual attire. You usually dressed like- (Batman)

You walked over to the group, "I'll be on my own from here,"

Welt nodded, "Alright, we'll back at sundown," he also added, "If you need things to be carried, give us a call,"

You smiled faintly, "I will,"

With that you walked away and searched for various items you might need to get back at your footing.

You bought clothes, a synthesis, which most people said around you, 'the best device you could ever get.'

"It can cook and combine materials together!" said someone.

Your arms were pretty tired from carrying bag after bag. Maybe you should buy some robot to-

"I'll help you take those off your lovely hands, my dear," a cool metal hand, slid against your wrist. This wasn't the robot you're looking for.

You flinched from his touch, he was cold. His smile turned nervous with a chuckle to cover it, "Oh sorry, there Y/n. Didn't mean to scare ya," he hesitated to reach for you, "Do ya... need help?" he asked.

You looked at your bags and blinked, "Um... sure," you gave your bags to him.

Boothill swiftly took them off your hands, the cold fingers grazing upon your knuckles, "I hope I don't make your uncomfortable but... hey, you're dazzling in that dress," he gave you a genuine pure smile. A smile of hope.

Uh- dazzling? Okay. You squint your eyes and looked the other way. Gee, you've never been complimented before in your entire life. So you said, "uh- thanks... I guess," you rubbed your cheek to hide the blush you had on your cheeks.

He huffed a laugh, "I'll take these to the Express. You go on with more of your shopping," he saluted to you and walked away.

You watched as the people pass him, looked at him curiosity and awestruck. By yes, you could say, he is indeed handsome- MORE SUPPLIES.

You scurried away. This is not happening, you thought and wanted to slap yourself across the face.

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Once you were done, you headed back to the Express. Boothill and the rest already there. Although you didn't struggled holding your shopping bags, Boothill insisted on helping you.

"You don't really need to this time-,"

"Nah, I insist," again his cold hands grazes upon your knuckles. You glanced down and shivered at his touch, "Woah there... sorry, I didn't scare ya, did I?" he asked, with a slight chuckle.

You shook your head, "Your hands are cold and I usually layer up so it's a weird feeling,"

He awkwardly smiled at your response and put your stuff inside. He looked at the others and brought his hat down a bit, "Wait for me folks, I'll be back in a jiffy," he smirked and set off.

The rest of us waited in the express. You heard a knock at the door of your room. You opened it to find Boothill once again, "You're back," you said, your voice catching Clementine's attention.

Boothill smiled warmly, "I sure did. Just came to drop off something for your ladies," he rummaged through his bag.

Clementine took out her crutches without you realizing it, "Thank you for helping us... even though you explode our home," she smiled. (Idk how I should have put this better tbh)

Boothill stopped his movement for a while before bringing his eyes upon your daughter. There was a hint of hurt and guilt in his eyes. He knelt down to her level, taking off his hat, "M' sorry, kid. I didn't know your mother had you protected in the ship. Don't worry," he smiled with his eyes closed, head tilting to the side, "I'll make sure you're all back up your feet. You wouldn't have to be worried about anything, okay?" With his last sentence, he briefly glanced at you.

He then takes out a stuff animal in the bag and shows it to Clementine, "Here, for you," he hands her the stuffed dog with a cowboy hat on it.

Clementine gasped in delight, her eyes sparkling, "Thank you," she giggled and took it. She held it to her chest.

Boothill then stands up and hands you something as well, "For you, my lady," he revealed a newly thick coat and placed it over your shoulders.

You covered yourself up more and touched the fabric, "Thank you," you quietly said, too baffled at his unknown kindness.

He smiled, knowing he done the good. He patted Clementine's head, "Get well, kid,"

Boothill hummed and brought his hat down slightly. He lastly glanced at you again, "Looking good in that coat, Y/n," he walked away.

You blinked as he walked away. Your ears started to burn slightly. You looked down and cleared your throat.

You closed the door, "Ooo you like him," your own daughter teased you.

You gawked at her, "I do not!" You said, "he caught me off guard!" You gently slapped your cheeks to hide your blush.

Clementine hummed, "I saw something else," she hummed that unknown tune, once again.