M/Reader x Bill Williamson:
Prompt: Can you please do a male reader giving Bill sudden small hugs throughout the day and Bill getting really flustered. Thank you :)
I hope that this is okay! I took your prompt and ran with it so hopefully I did it any sort of justice.
Authors note:This is my first time writing headcanons so criticism is very much welcomed! Just be kind!
Warnings: Slight mention of ptsd.
Bill and you had been together for about a month now and he was still not used to it.
He loved you to death, as you had always been there for him when he had no one else.
He was too worried about whether your intentions were true or not to pay attention to the others teasings about you two being together.
But you always found ways to prove it to him.
a hug and run if you will.
The first time you hugged him he shied away and his face was beat red.
The expression of confusion on his face was excellent to say the least.
So you started doing it more.
You’d get back from a good hunt, hug and run.
He finished chopping wood, hug and run.
You’d give him side hugs and full on wrapping the arms around the neck hugs.
Each time he’d get flustered and stare at you like you just gave him the plague.
but sometimes the smile on his face told you he enjoyed it.
Once, you had woken in the middle of the night hearing some rustling near your tent.
You walked out to see Bill on watch.
He was sitting, but he was out of breath like he’d been running or fighting something.
You called to him, which surprised him and he stood quickly, trying to play off the ptsd episode that had clouded his mind a moment before.
You knew what it was without him having to say, as you had helped him through something similar before.
Bill looked tired and stressed and clearly needed to sleep.
You quietly took him in your arms, and he didn’t shy away, or say anything, he slowly embraced you and held you just as tight as you held him.
You promised that everything was gonna be alright.
After he got off watch, and Sean took his place.
He stayed in your tent for the first time, and I’ll say it, the cuddles were on point, the snoring, less so.
But you still wouldn’t trade his embrace for the world.
After that night, the hugs came easier and Bill presses into them like a man starved.
the running part was now much more difficult, because as soon as you had that man in your arms he wouldn’t let you go right away.
You’d struggle but he’d just hold you tighter and he’d laugh till you finally escaped and raced off.
Till one day when he came back from a successful bank heist. And he surprised you with the tightest hug you’d ever received. And you both stood there like that, happy as all hell, in the arms of the one you loved.