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LUKE GRIMES as KAYCE DUTTON YELLOWSTONE Season 1, Episode 1 — “Daybreak”

“ it's a small town ” she replies, tilting her head, “ why, you avoiding me ? ”

         was always his downfall, living in a town where it wasn't hard to be found, no matter how hard you tried to stay hidden. " is it really such a shock? " palms rest on the counter as he leans into them, " we ain't exactly on speakin' terms. "

“    would    you    like    me    to    kill    him?    “    it’s    said    with    some    amusement    in    his    tone,    though    the    way    his    jaw    flexes    and    eyes    harden    as    soon    they    move    away    from    her,    tell    his    rage    is    genuine.    wasn’t    a    stranger    to    men    like    the    one    she    was    referring    to,    if    anything,    he’d    sat    at    tables    with    them    more    than    once    —    maybe    he    was    one    of    them,    to    some    extent.    but    he    would    never    be    the    reason    for    her    tears,    that    much    he’d    promised    himself.    “        would    that    make    you    feel    better?    “

         wasn't sure why the question made her heart leap, and while it wasn't literal, the protectiveness he possessed still made her thankful that she ran into him of all people during her breakdown. " he's good at runnin' from things. doubt you'd even be able to catch him. " plays along but the statement makes her heartbreak all the more real, gaze looking down at her interlocked fingers and moving digits around, something to focus on rather than the thoughts in her head. " i'm sorry i've unloaded this on you. " brings index up to wipe tear that began to fall down as she looks back up, sweet smile placed against petals, " 'm sure you've got better things to do with your time. "

“    it’s    really    cold    outside,    did    you    know    that?    “    scoffs,    arms    raising    as    she    waves    towards    the    door    to    his    place,    disbelief    clear    in    her    features.    “    i    wasn’t    going    to    stand    in    the    middle    of    the    night    while    i    tell    you    to    fuck    off    “    chin    rises    in    defiance,    as    if    she    had    something    to    stand    on,    showing    up    at    her    exes    door    after    the    clock    hit    two    in    the    morning.    “    so,    i    guess    i    could    go    now    “    it’s    one    step    in    the    right    direction    and    she’s    showing    just    how    many    shots    were    downed    earlier    in    the    evening,    hand    landing    on    the    wall    to    stop    herself    from    falling.    “    it’s    your    fault    for    letting    me    in    anyway    “    mutters    under    her    breath,    attempting    to    catch    it    before    turning    to    leave    again.

         couldn't say that the visit was one that he'd assumed would happen, recent events making it clear that anytime the two were around one another, chaos was inevitable to follow suit. " so you just decided . . to show up at my place in the middle of the night, just to tell me to leave you alone? " brows furrow, hand reaching up to rub the back of his neck as a chuckle pushes from his chest, " you see how that's a little confusing? " was a rhetorical question, really, and yet couldn't help but want some sort of clarity on the situation they had. could clearly tell she wasn't sober, and while it'd be best to leave her be, something deep down forced his hand across the threshold, grabbing hold of her wrist to steady her stance, " alright, look. you can hate me all you want. but you don't need to leave like this. " leans a bit closer to her frame, but not too much, air pushing out from nostrils, " you're stayin' here until you've sobered up. then you can go wherever the hell you want. deal? "

requested by anon

         “  i  understood  you  perfectly  the  first  time,  believe  me.  ”  lips  press  together  firmly,  trying  to  ignore  the  ache  in  her  chest  as  eyes  roll.  “  but  it's  you  !  you  keep  looking  at  me  like  that  and  it's…  distracting.  ”

         " and how am i looking at you? " begins words in a loud tone before quickly shifting quieter, remembrance of where they were, and who could be listening. he knew exactly what she was talking about, a secret that was begging to arise in the light, " it doesn't matter. you are who you are and — i am too. end of story. "

            “  except  it  is.  ”  tries  to  hide  his  jealousy  by  turning  his  head  away,  staring  blankly  across  the  room.  “  because  i  know  you  fucked  him.  and  you  did  it  to  hurt  me,  didn't  you  ?  ”

         " you know, maybe i did. " tilts head to the side, clear sign of fire shown on her features : a normal occurrence when placed alongside the male. " just like you fucked her. so don't act all high and mighty when you're the one that started this. "

"no,  go  have  your  fun.  what  do  i  care?"  tone  is  too  saccharine  to  be  genuine,  taking  a  sip  of  her  drink.  "it's  not  like  you're  on  the  clock  anymore,  i  can  handle  myself."

         there's a beat of silence before a low chuckle escapes his chest, the same shut down persona coming to the surface that he should be used to by now. " i can tell just how much you don't care — seeing as you're staring a hole through her from across the damn bar. " shrugs shoulders, standing from his seat as he looks down at her, " but since we're not fighting, and i'm not on the clock, don't see why not. "

"yet  it  always  ends  up  that  way,  doesn't  it?"  bruised  knuckles  brush  against  her  own  before  clasping  their  hands  together.  "would  it  be  better  if  i  said  it  was  for  old  times  sake?  the  story  ends  the  same  way,  baby."

         glances down at the interlocked fingers, familiar touch she so desperately wants to cling to, even if it was the worst possible idea she could think of. " it sounds real good coming from your mouth, levi . . " drags words out sweetly, inching head up to his features, " but it's not that easy. not anymore. "

"i thought you liked my games?" lashes flutter innocently, "you had so much fun chasing me through the city last night, didn't you?"

         she'd always had a habit of keeping male on his toes, and if he was honest, wouldn't waste one more second chasing after her if the paychecks weren't so good. " i think you've got me confused with someone else, iris. " pushes out an aggravated breath, crossing arms over his chest. " am i gonna have to get my running shoes on again, or are you finally gonna listen to me and get in the car? "