~Male crush x male reader~

Roadrunner (fluff + lemon)

Cheez3_itz request

A/N 1: I know I don't usually put songs with these, but I couldn't help myself lol

Y/N POV:

"Get back here, you lil' varmint!"

Shit, he found me.

I smack the reins down against the back of the horse with a shout, a wide grin spreading across my face as the horse starts galloping faster. An exhilarating mixture of yelling & hooves clapping against the dirt road echoes through my ears as I near the edge of the dark forest, getting an idea.

I know exactly what to do.

I manage to get a hold of the extra rope the unfortunate cowboy I stole this horse from must have left behind. I swing it in circles through the air before tossing it back in the direction of the, frankly gorgeous, cowboy chasing after me.

"Take this!"

The lasso wraps around his shoulders tightly, turning my grin into a triumphant smirk.

Got him.

I yank the rope toward myself with all of my strength, pulling him off of his horse with a loud 'thud' against the hard, dusty ground. The distraction gives me enough room to escape through the forest with a loud laugh.

I got away once again. That was a close one.

I weave my way around the trees that tower over me, giving me enough shade to not be able to be seen from where the pretty cowboy should be. I gradually slow the horse down as I get deeper into the forest, steadily feeling more safe to do so without being caught & taken into custody. Now that I'm not speeding past everything like before, I take the time to scan the area for a spot to take a rest for a little while.

That tall tree? No, I couldn't possibly climb up there right now. I'm too exhausted. What about that short tree over there? Not a good idea, either. I'd be detected too easily.

I notice something out of the corner of my eye and I slow the horse down further, eventually getting it to stop. I examine the small hut with my eyes, finally deciding on this spot to take time to rest up.

Perfect.

I hop off of the horse and tie the rope around a nearby tree, assuring that it won't run off when I'm not paying attention. I dust myself off a little and take a quick glance around the hut, itself, not seeing anything suspicious. In the process, I notice a river deep enough for me to be able to bathe in.

Finally, I can wash myself. It's been forever since I've been clean.

I casually approach the river, kicking off my boots. I undo my belt & pants and toss them aside before unbuttoning my shirt. I put my discarded clothing in a neat pile a few feet away. I cautiously slip my foot into the water, first, testing the temperature.

That's just right for a quick bath.

One foot at a time, I carefully step into the river until I'm almost entirely submerged, save for my head. I begin slowly running my hands along my arms, feeling a wave of satisfaction when I see dirt & dust dripping off of my skin. My hands glide along the sides of my neck, a sigh of relief slipping between my lips as my sweat is finally washed off. I swipe my hands from side to side on my chest, cleaning whatever may have gathered on my skin.

Who knows where I've been? Hell, I don't.

My mind starts to wander back to the attractive cowboy chasing after me before I hid in this forest.