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n0tamused · 15 days

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A/N: This is based off of this post I saw on tiktok theorizing that BootHill must've died a brutal death for only his head to remain.

Content: angst, scramble drabble, she/her, female reader, BootHill needs comfort and he gets it, BootHill written prior to his release

“-Hey, hey, BootHill, breathe, my love-” Warm and cautious hands cup the cheeks of her loved one who sat shaking on the very corner of her bed. Hair messy and some fallen in small clumps from the struggle with his artificial body. “Shh, you’re with me.. there’s no one around, just me” she tries to soothe him again, worry rising like a bubble in her throat at her partner’s distress.

BootHill’s eyes flickered between red and gray, jumping around the room but once they were on her, they looked at something past her, through her. Even with half of his human body gone he wasn’t spared of the terrible memories and dreams. Every once in a while they’d come back to haunt him and drag him through all the suffering once again. Like once wasn’t enough. And in his scared stupor he didn’t rise from the bed before tugging his own hair and trashing the bed, even managing to hit her in the pure state of his delirium in attempts to pull off the ropes he felt in his nightmare.

Ragged breaths fan across her hands and she has to call out to him a few more times until she finally gets a response that he’s finally lucid. “Huh-? Huh..what?” He stumbles, hoping to summon strength to feel again, with his hands, Metal wraps itself around her wrist, squeezing then lessening its grip before squeezing again. “It’s okay.. it was just a dream.. See? Just breathe, come on.. do it with me”

Worry is etched deep between her brows and her frown in the dim light of the bedroom, but she manages to calm him down. But with each twitch of his body she regrets the lack of things she could do. She would’ve intertwined their fingers together, would’ve hugged him until he realized he was being held - but what use of it was it when he physically couldn’t feel touch? It was like explaining colors to a blind man. She might as well cry with BootHill.

But she has to stay strong, and patient above all else. She needs to be his rock at this moment. “Come.. let’s rest some more. We can just lay down for now” she leads him to lay down after her, moving his head despite his confused and pained grunt, setting his ear to her chest. Her hands go to his hair and she holds him there, just like that. And she feels his weight fall onto her, no longer resisting. The thump of her heart draws him in until it becomes the center of his world. He sees darkness before his eyes, but hears the light of the heart kept away from him, safe behind her ribs.

It was an anxious thump, fastened with fear and lack of air, before easing into a smoother rhythm. BootHill didn’t realize he was shedding tears until her gentle fingers brushed over the edge of his eyes, prompting them to close. “ ‘m sorry..” he muttered, swallowing a breath before he nuzzles his head against her chest, shuffling so his artificial body followed the long lost habit of his past self in the form of hugging. Mechanical arms practically trap her under him, and she only hugs his head closer. This is the least she could do..

Hearing him cry into her chest broke her heart, feeling how her shirt became damp, and hearing him murmuring apologies for every tear that fell tested her strength too. He felt broken and lost, in hatred of the fate he was forced into and the suffering he had to endure, and he couldn’t give up, for that would mean betraying you. He just had to keep moving.

BootHill can’t betray the only person left that he loves, and that loves him in return.

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hwaitham · 1 month

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SRY FOR INTERRUPTING UR ALHAITHAM STREAK W/ SOMEBODY ASIDE FROM NONE OTHER THAN,, but ur boothill thoughts😭hehgegrhw i love it sm ik u see him as a bestie but i feel like he’d LOVE throwing u over his shoulder regardless

oh my gosh please dont be sorry i promise i love chatting about other characters jus’ as much as i do haitham ! ! ♡

but Yes omgie i so agree ! ! ! i feel like he is the type to constantly sort of just like . have his hands on you ?? i don’t necessarily want to say that he ‘ manhandles ‘ you but he’s very touchy n playful n unafraid to toss you around a bit :3 you’re kind of like an extension of his body in a sense ! ! he always has you on hip no matter how much you might protest n brat him n pout n whine — tossing you over his shoulder like a worn little ragdoll , as if the way you incessantly kick n fist at his back n order him to put u down is nothing ! just . . all in a day’s work for him hehe

he derives his entertainment from teasing n annoying you , always up for a challenge in getting you to throw one of your little tantrums . . but really it’s all just for his comfort 🥺 to have you by his side , the warmth of your flesh under cool metal , your companionship in the palm of his mechanical heart . . . i think beneath it all he’s rather clingy n longs for a friend / lover / companion in the shape of u 🥺

#< boothill 3 #i cant wait to learn more about him 🥺 ! ! i wan make him a platonic f ﾉ o waaah ! !#thnk u for sharing ur thoughts non - non :D i rllie like boothill a lot n this was so fun to answer ! 💝💕

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