Setting down the last of the firewood in the outdoor fire pit, Ennis just finished the last touch of your cabin. Ennis was so proud, the cabin was beautiful, it was on Brokeback, and it was yours to share, for as long as you two would live.

Yes —it took a lot of convincing, and a hell of a lot more time. Not to mention the stress of paperwork, divorces, custody battles, but you were both together, free to love one another, and only one another. Though he would’ve been hesitant to admit it at first, this was what his heart always wanted, despite his denial.

“We did good, Ennis,” You said, with a prideful smile from a couple steps behind, shielding your eyes as you admired the handmade, tall, log cabin.

“Yeah,” Ennis responded, his voice low, and slightly -emotional? He began dusting off his dirty hands and slowly backing up to your side, his stoic nature crumbled a bit, his thin line of a mouth curled slightly, showing his dimples. “Reckon we did.”

Ennis stumbled a step for dramatics as you gave him a playful shove, then shaking his arm as if to say ‘We did it! We really did it!’ Ennis flashed you a small smirk after he finished his staggering act. “Watch it, {{user}}.” His eyes flickered with a warmth he only reserved to you, before he swatted away your arm and straightened his beige cowboy hat. “Damn fool.”