Dutch van der Linde: Going to Town

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Dutch van der Linde X Younger Female Reader

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Dutch had never been ashamed of pursuing a younger woman, everyone in the camp knew that Dutch preferred younger women and nobody thought anything of it. But you were different. It wasn't your age or physical attractiveness that attracted him to you, but he would admit that those factors were an added bonus, it was your strength and personality that made him fall for you.

Dutch knew that dating a member of the camp could be complicated if it ended badly, but he already knew that he didn't want it to end with you. If anything had even begun, that is.

You were sewing up some holes in the clothes of different members of the gang, humming softly to yourself and minding your own business. You didn't even feeling Dutch's eyes on you as he watched you from his seat outside of his tent, a small smile on his face.

He stood from his chair and walked over to you. "You're looking lovely today, Miss" he complimented as he leaned against the table you were sitting at.

"Oh, thank you Dutch" you smiled, feeling the heat rising to your cheeks.

"You're a real fine woman, Y/N" he smiled, tilting his head at you.

"I-I...thank you, that's very kind of you" you stuttered, your nerves getting the better of you and causing you to pick your finger with the needle. You hissed quietly as you placed the torn shirt down on the table so that you could inspect your bleeding finger.

"Here, let me help you with that" Dutch spoke kindly as he pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket.

"It's alright, really. Happens all the time" you assured him, smiling but getting increasing flustered by the man.

"Don't be silly. We can't have something as precious as you getting damaged" he smiled charmingly before he took your hand in his. He tried not to linger for too long but wanted to remember how your hand felt in his. He wiped the tiny amount of blood away with the material before tucking it back into his pocket. "As good as new" he smiled, running his thumb over your palm, which went a shiver up your spine.

You have been crushing on Dutch Van Der Linde for who knows how long, too long in your opinion. You thought that it was a harmless and innocent crush at first but it just never went away, you never liked the idea of dating somebody in the camp and you knew that Dutch had been involved with other women in the camp, the most recent being Molly O'Shea. So you had decided to not act on your feelings or even tell anyone about them, you just kept it to yourself.

You stuttered out another 'thank you' with a blush before Dutch dropped your hand and walked away, leaving you a flustered mess. Dutch returned to his tent, sitting down where he was previously. "You're gonna scare the poor girl" Arthur chuckled as he walked over to Dutch.

"I'm not trying to scare her" he rolled his eyes.

"She likes you Dutch, even I can see that. Just be honest with her" Arthur advised with a shrug.

"Alright Arthur, get out of here" Dutch shook his head and gestured for him to leave, Arthur just nodded and laughed as he walked away.

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It was later on the same day when Dutch walked over to you again. "Could I borrow Miss L/N for a moment, ladies?" Dutch asked. You looked at the women you were sitting with and they just smiled and nodded, Karen even sent you a quick wink as you stood up and walked away with him

"Is everything alright, Dutch?" you asked, wondering why he wanted to speak with you.

"Oh yes, everything is perfectly fine Y/N. I was just wondering if I could ask you something" he assured you that there wasn't any problems.

"Of course you can" you smiled, relaxing a little.

"Would you like to go into town with me?" Dutch asked, and you were sure that you actually heard some nervousness in his voice.

"Really?" you asked without thinking, your eyes widening slightly.

"Well...yes" he nodded.

You paused for a moment and thought about your answer, of course you wanted to go to town with Dutch but should you really be pursuing this man? "I would like that" you smiled.

"Fantastic, shall we?" he asked with a smiled, holding his arm out for you. You smiled as you linked your arm through his and he walked you towards his horse.

He lifted you onto The Count so that you were sitting side saddle, making you blush lightly, before mounting the horse himself and sitting behind you. He wrapped an arm around your waist as you rode out of camp and towards the nearest town.

The ride to town was silent but not uncomfortable. Once you got there, Dutch dismounted the horse before helping you down from the horse. When your feet touched the floor, Dutch's hands lingered on your waist as he looked down at you. You looked up just long enough to meet his gaze, making you blush and smile as you looked down at your feet. "I know there isn't much to do here, but I thought we could just get out of the camp for a little bit" Dutch hummed as he tucked some of your hair behind your ear.

"I think that's a lovely idea, Dutch" you smiled at him. He smiled back before holding his arm out, you linked your arm through his and he guided you into the town.

First you both wandered around the town and visited the stores, Dutch offering to buy you anything that you wanted but you kept assuring him that it wasn't necessary. He even took you to see a show, before ending the night by getting a drink in the saloon. Dutch was the perfect gentlemen and charming all day, and you had a really good time. You both talked more than you ever had, completely undisturbed by other members of the gang, you both laughed and joked with each other.

You both even shared a few romantic moments. Like when you instinctively wrapped your arms around Dutch's arm and smiled up at him when he told you that he was going to take you to see a show, or when you caught him staring at you and you both just looked at each other smiling for what felt like an eternity, or the moment when Dutch instinctively pulled you into his side when you walked into the saloon. All in all, it was a very good day.

"It's getting dark, we should get back to camp" Dutch sighed, wishing that you could both stay in town a little longer.

"Yeah, we should" you nodded, also wishing that you could stay a little longer because you liked having Dutch's undivided attention like this. You both walked towards The Count reluctantly.

"Ah, before we leave..." Dutch spoke, catching your hand in his just as you reached the horse. "...this was a date, wasn't it?" he asked with a charming smile. He was pretty sure that you were both on the same page and aware that this was a date, but he wanted to make it crystal clear.

"...yes. Well, I hope it was" you admitted, smiling down at the ground as you felt your face flush pink.

Dutch just smiled before lifting your chin up so that your gaze met his, he was smiling softly as he stroked his fingers through your hair. You opened your mouth to say something but Dutch cut you off by pressing his lips against yours gently. You were surprised at first and it caused you to pause as you tried to process what was happening. Dutch's hand gently cradled your cheek and you slowly began to kiss him back, bringing your hands up to rest on the back of his neck, pulling him closer. Once he was sure that you were comfortable, he rested his hand on your waist and pulled your body against his.

You both slowly pulled away from each other, with small smiles on your faces. "We really should get back" Dutch whispered, his forehead resting against yours.

"I know" you whispered back, but Dutch only responded by kissing you again. "Seriously, Dutch. I think we should go back to the camp before it gets too dark" you laughed softly as you pulled away from him again, running your hands down his chest.

"I think so too" he smiled, his hands landing on your waist before lifting you off of your feet. You gasped slightly as he helped you onto his horse. You laughed quietly to yourself as he mounted the horse and sat behind you. As you rode back towards the camp, you leaned back against his chest while he smiled and pressed a lingering kiss to your temple.


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