Sundance Kid - Part 2 - McCree x Reader
A/N: So here it is. The second and final part of Sundance Kid. There was an overwhelmingly positive response to the first part that I wasn’t expecting so I was inspired to write this. I want to thank everyone who liked, reblogged, and commented on it. It keeps me going!
BTW, McCree calls you Etta because that was Sundance’s lover in Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid …and in real life :)
When McCree mentioned working on your poker face, you were sure he was joking, but here he was standing in your doorway with his hat in his hands.
“McCree? What are you doing here?” You found yourself smoothing down your hair and clothes. You had been relaxing in sweats and a t-shirt, reading a book.
“To work on that,” he points to your face, “Remember?”
“What’s wrong with my face?” you ask, offended.
“I ain’t mean it like that,” he starts.
“’Cause you sure as hell ain’t ugly…” You blush and look away, “…but we gotta work on that poker face.” He walks into your room without being invited and you gasp, but you don’t stop him. You rush past him and star tidying up a little.
“I’m sorry for the mess. I wasn’t expecting company.”