Red Dead Redemption: Wayhaught

20: I'm very happy I got someone riding with me.

a.n: 

Here it is. The final chapter!

I don't have a lot to say, but just a huge thanks to everyone who has stuck around and supported me through the journey of my first ever fic. Gotta be honest, I've become super attached to this little journey with all its ups and downs. It's going to be sad to say goodbye, but its not for long - there will be a part two at some point in the future, I promise!

Thanks again to everyone, and a special thanks to one of my best friends Lia (@ssweet_dominiqueep_c on instagram) for helping me out when I was struggling and for reading some of the chapters to make sure it made sense and wasn't just ramble hahah - I love you so much thank you!

Enjoy this soft af chapter haha and I'll see you on the flipside!

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in this chapter...

Wayhaught cute times <3 this is so soft and I'm not apologising for anything lol

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Two months later...

"Do I smell burning?" Nicole sauntered into her kitchen with baggy sweatpants and a vest top. Red, slightly damp hair hung loose around her jaw, glowing in the evening sunset.

"WHAT?" Waverly Earp, in her tiny cotton shorts and matching baby pink t-shirt shuffled, as quickly as her giant bunny slippers would allow, towards the cooker with a look of sheer panic in her eyes. Her hasty movement was cut off by strong arms and the scent of vanilla and tea-tree wafting into her nose, followed by a hearty laugh.

"Kidding, it smells wonderful baby." Nicole mumbled into her girlfriends hair, her warm minty breath tickling her ear. The small girl spun round, smacking the redhead's shoulder in frustration, yet unable to hide the grin bursting from her face. Her cheeks were flushed from the heat of the kitchen and the golden flecks in her eyes danced with the mossy green sparkle beneath them. Usually, Waverly would be embarrassed by her gullible tendencies, but the soft sparkling pride in Nicole's eye combined with the soft, loving tenderness deeper in them warmed her heart as they stood with arms around each other in the kitchen. The last of the days amber light filtered through the windows and the open door to the porch, warming the air around them as they stood in an intimate bubble of loving warmth in the golden washed room.

"Whatcha making?" Nicole asked with a kiss to the cheek, arms still around the brunettes waist, holding her close, sharing warmth.

"Guess?" Waverly smirked, kissing Nicole's cheek back. The redhead took a deep inhale, with a mischievous glimmer in her eye.

"Vegetable bake?" She replied with a modicum of confidence.

"Nope." Waverly popped the 'p' with a satisfied smile on her face. Nicole frowned with a pout, and instantly the small girl found herself unable to continue the game any longer.

"Lasagne." She grinned as Nicole's eyes widened and she instinctively licked her lips.

"Oh my god I love you." The redhead growled, pressing her lips into her girlfriend's, as they both laughed into the kiss.

"I know, I'm the best." Waverly winked, turning back to the counter where she'd been making a side salad.

"Someone's cocky today." Nicole followed, wrapping her arms around Waverly again.

"Someone's needy today." Waverly shot back, with a smile and a blush. Something about Nicole being so handsy, sweet and loving on a Friday evening melted her. Three months on, and she couldn't quite believe they actually had this domesticity, it was like everything she had ever dreamed of had come to fruition, except a hundred times better.