can i have some rhett x reader shopping, overhearing people talking shit and then they come around the corner and things get awkward. cue reader making some snarky comment as they walk past after grabbing what they need? 🖤 hoe-on-the-range
Clean-up Aisle Three. Rhett Abbott/F!reader, 340 word drabble. for
“I wouldn’t have expected her to be a buckle bunny.”
Your hand freezes mid-reach for the box of cereal, hearing the soft snickering of the women who walked past, and down the next aisle. You shake your head, grabbing the box of Lucky Charms and toss it into the cart. Rhett dropped a couple bags of chips and jerky into the cart and looked at you, brow furrowed.
“You alright?” His hand brushes against yours, before his arm settles around your hips.
You nod, “Did you want gummy bears for next week?” He’s back on the circuit, and the next ride was in South Dakota.
“Yeah, that’d be nice. Jimmy also asked if you’d make some of those brownies for us.” His hand slides into your back pocket as the two of you continue.
“Go get some chocolate chips then.” You grin when he squeezes your ass before he’s wandering off again.
“And the Abbott boy. Of all the young bucks, she chooses that one.” The biddies don’t even bother to hide their discussion as you walk past. “He’s trouble,” one says shaking her head as you glance at her.
You offer a tight-lipped smile in response, head up, shoulders back. Rhett returns once more, adding candy and chocolate chips to the groceries. He looks at you, then to the two older women who continue to mutter insults in your direction.
“Leave it be,” You murmur when he leans in to kiss your temple. “It’s not worth it.”
“I don’t like the way they’re talking about you. Not much of a man if I’m not defendin’ my girl now, am I?”
“I know,” you reach up, dragging him down for a soft kiss. “I adore you too, cowboy.” His smile sent butterflies spiraling through your stomach. “Now go pick something out for dinner.” You shoo him away, laughing softly at his exaggerated swagger.
“He may be a bad boy,” You say, attention on spaghetti sauce, knowing that the two women were listening to you, “But goddamn is he a good ride.”
Here you be my darling. <3 Thank you for playing 'interpret this'.
