Y'all why does he look like a fuckin country singer there
Today, I decided to take Clayton to meet my horses. I have 2, the one I ride mainly is a 16.5 hh palomino mare named Monty, show name is Happy Hour, who I do grand prix tournaments with. The other is a 16.1 hh partial roan gelding named Arrow who I have some kids ride and stuff.
I got them both tacked up and ready before he got to the barn, so I was riding around and getting a warmup. About 5 minutes before Clayton got here, I put on Monty's trail ride tack and tied her up outside.
"I've arrived." A voice said from behind me. I looked over and saw Clayton standing there in an outfit that makes him look country. I guess he is from Missouri.
We got on the horses and we were on our way. We both rode down a beautiful trail towards the top of a hill. Once we got up, we both hopped off and tied the horses to a spot because apparently it's a big trail riding spot. I sat in the grass next to Clayton after tying my ginormous horse.
"It's beautiful." I whispered, looking out at the horizon. I placed my head on Clayton's shoulder as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder.
"It sure is." He said. I looked at him just to be met with his gaze already on me. I lightly smacked the back of his head as he laughed.
We got back on the horses and road back to the barn. After untacking and turning them out, I fed the two and we went home and watched a movie.
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This is horrible but I had to post something so bare with me.
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FanfictionImagines about any player, any team, any league. I try to update every day, but if I'll be gone for a bit, I'll be sure to write an A/N. Requests are closed There is no smut in this. I'm not comfortable writing it. Started: 03/31/2023 Began Editing...
