RODEO|NORMAN OC

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His eyes are cold and restless
His wounds have almost healed
And she'd give half of Texas
Just to change the way he feels
She knows his love's in Tulsa
And she knows he's gonna go
Well it ain't no woman flesh and blood
It's that damned old rodeo

Well it's bulls and blood
It's dust and mud
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
He'll win the next go 'round
It's boots and chaps
It's cowboy hats
It's spurs and latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo

She does her best to hold him
When his love comes to call
But his need for it controls him
And her back's against the wall
And it's So long girl I'll see you
When it's time for him to go
You know the woman wants her cowboy
Like he wants his rodeo

"Again?!" You shout, slamming your palm down on the counter of your small ranch home.

Thank god for having inherited your fathers farm. Otherwise its hard to say where you'd be with Norman having to spend so much money on these rodeo dreams.

Hell he'd spent more than he'd won, but every single rodeo he was off like a rocket to compete.

You loved your cowboy and he took care of the place, he was a great lover, and an amazing person, but you'd grown weary of him running off nearly every week.

His prominent black eye still stuck out like a sore thumb as he looked at you knowingly, "I'll be back before ya know it!" He argued, attempting to wipe your tears.

"That's not good enough! I love you Norm! And you're never here!" You pushed him away.

"Nw, Y/N that's not fair!" He countered "You know I love you, and I'd do anything for ya, but its the last one for near a month, I HAVE TO GO!"

"FINE, just go!" You yelled, stomping off into your room, "and don't bother coming back!"

But he did come back, he came back and he won!

"Y/N"! Norman called at the entry way, you walked out in your pajamas, ready to tell him to beat it, when he showed you the gold buckle, " I did it babe" he pulled out his wallet, throwing a was of cash on the counter.

"Buy yourself something" He said, kissing your cheek as he passed.

"Norm!" You called, you wanted to yell at him, or even be mad at him but you couldn't, he won!

You hugged him, pressing your lips to his own.

"Want to be in your own rodeo?" He smirked at you.

"Better be more than 8 seconds!" You joked following him to the bedroom and watching as he shed his shirt.

"No promises, been away from ya too long" he laughed, you studied the bruises on his body and the bloodied knuckles and scrapes.

You winced, "Aren't you too sore?" You asked.

He shook his head, "For this? No"

With that he flopped on the bed fully nude motioning for you to come to him.

You crawled over him, kissing every bruise and scrape, "I love my cowboy" you whispered.

For @Shany316 cause I love her!

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 22, 2016 ⏰

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