Oneshots- Yellowstone

Damn I love you - Ryan

"Shit!" you yelled as you were bucked off the horse. you've been a wrangler at the Yellowstone for almost 3 years now, your specialty in breaking horses quicker than any of the other wranglers, and right now you were struggling with a new mustang.

"You okay Y/N?" Ryan yelled to you from the other side of the ring, for the past few hours he's been helping you in any way he could, since he saw that you were struggling. "Yeah I'm fine" you said back, "this thing is just an asshole." You said, pointing over your shoulder to the mustang. Ryan smirked at you, laughing and slightly shaking his head.

During the time that you've been at the Yellowstone, you and Ryan have developed a good friendship, getting along great from day one. He always seemed to look out for you and be a shoulder to lean on, so it's no surprise to you that you've developed feelings for him over the years as you've grown closer.

You slowly walked back over to the mustang, running you hand down his neck as you moved to the saddle. "Good boy..." you whispered as you swung your leg over the saddle. Once you were settled, you gently grabbed the reigns and clicked your tongue while tapping his sides with your heels.

And just as quick as you were on him, you were back on the ground with a loud thud. "Ugh!!" You cried out, rolling over on to your side while holding your knee to your chest.

"Y/N!" Ryan yelled, running over to you still on the ground. "Shit. My knee..." you groaned, Ryan helping you up and off the ground.

"Hey, maybe we should take a break, go back to the bunkhouse" Ryan suggested, looking slightly concerned that you were in more pain than you were letting on. "I'm fine" you paused, "just give me a minute to walk it off. You shook his hand from your arm and took a step, immediately starting to fall, but Ryan caught you.

"Okay, you're done for the day. We're going to the bunkhouse" Ryan sighed. His arm scooped under your knees, and he began to carry you back to the bunkhouse. "No! I have to get him finished today, I told Rip it would be done." You tried to fight out of his grip, but Ryan wasn't having it.

"Ryan, I'm serious. I'll be fine, just let me go finish!" You started to yell, you weren't mad at Ryan, but at the situation.

Ryan stopped, looking down at you, "I'm not gonna stand there and watch you get yourself hurt Y/N, I can't do that" he practically whispered.

It was then you realized how close your faces were, feeling the tension the longer the two of you held eye contact. You looked down, clearing your throat, "Okay... I'm sorry" you looked back into his eyes. "You can take me to the bunkhouse." He smiled down at you, and started walking again.

Ryan left you to shower and clean up while he went to put the mustang back in the barn. After your shower, you changed into your favorite pair of flare leggings, and threw on one of Ryan's hoodies you saw sitting on his bunk that was next to yours.

It was now that you were thankful you had a bottom bunk, and could just lay down.

You were lying on your bed, eyes closed and an ice pack on your knee when Ryan walked back in. It was just the two of you, the other wranglers still working on fixing the fences in one of the back pastures.

When you felt the bed dip next to you, you opened your eyes, Ryan gazing down at you in a way you haven't noticed before, but he had a small smile on his lips. "What?" You giggled, looking up at him. "Nothing... just glad that you're okay" Ryan said softly. "Scared the hell out of me."

You felt a pang in your chest, "M'sorry about that..." you said, now actually feeling bad that he was that worried for you. As you stared up at him, you felt so taken care of, so cared for... so loved. Something just clicked in your head.

"You know what?" You said to Ryan, he looked back at you confused, "what?" He said, waiting for your response. "Screw this..." you whispered. He squinted his eyes at you, still confused. He watched you slowly sit up, grabbing his hand with the one closest to you.

You looked Ryan in the eyes, quietly saying "I love you..." and then it was quiet. He looked taken aback at what you said. You were scared, but you knew this had to be said or it would be lingering in your mind. "You don't have to reply," you said "but I've felt this for too long, and I can't hold it in anymore. You're the most caring and kind guy that I've ever—" you were suddenly cut off by Ryan's lips on your own.

After a few seconds, you broke the kiss and just looked at him. He connected his forehead to your own, "I love you too... so much. I have for a long time" he said. You didn't even know what to say, moving your hands to hold his face, kissing him again.

Things began to get heated, Ryan moving to lay over you in between your legs, but being cautious of your injured knee. He kissed down your neck, finding your sweet spot before moving back up to your lips.

"Y/N! Why is that mustang not broke yet!" You heard Rip yell, the door swinging open. All the wranglers walked in behind Rip, you and Ryan jumping apart the best you could while being in a bunk.

"Well I'll be damned!" Teeter shouted, while everyone else laughed, you could feel the heat rising on your cheeks. "Umm... I got bucked and hurt my knee pretty bad, so Ryan wanted to get me back and get some ice on it." After your explanation, everyone looked down at the ground where the Ice pack fell to the ground at some point.

"Right... well, I want it done tomorrow" Rip said to you, while you nodded your head. Then he looked at Ryan, "We'll be back after getting all the equipment put away" he said, not breaking eye contact "and I trust that everyone will be in their own beds" he mumbled at the end, but you both heard him.

After all the wranglers made their way out of the room and the door was closed, you and Ryan looked at each other and started laughing. Once you guys calmed your giggles, Ryan slowly leaned in, kissing you gently. "Damn I love you" he whispered as he pulled away, climbing off of you and your bed. "I love you too" you giggled, watching Ryan make his way to his bunk and grab a change of clothes to go take a shower.