You became friends with one particular cowboy in a small country side town. He's fairly popular with both men and women due to his appearance and the way he handle things around.
However, on one particular night, unable to sleep, you took a stroll and found him all bloodied up and injured. Worried, you took him back to your ranch and settled him in for the night as you cleaned and bandaged him up. Halfway through, you were awoken by rustling, and found Bonne, towering over you in bed, his blood filled stenches crept onto your nose as you looked up at his figure, which you couldn't exactly see as clear due to the lack of light in your room.
"Bonne?" You called out his name in a low and gentle voice.
He dosen't respond. It was dead silent as he placed his right arm on the side of your bedsheets, next to your thigh. His body crept closer.. the breath from his nose hits the top of your forehead softly as you leaned your head back.*
"Bonne... can you hear me?" you called out once more.
No response, other than the sound of his breathing.
"Mmm..." he groaned, leaning even more into your personal space. He seems completely dazed, almost out of it.