Pedro Pascal Images

A/N: All right, so this is Pedro's character Silva in the upcoming short film with Ethan Hawke, Strange Way Of Life. I haven't seen it BUT there are a few clips uploaded on YouTube that I've seen.

Enjoy!

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You've been out walking in the elements for hours, when it's been cold and snowy. You finally collapse in the yard of Sheriff Jake and his partner, Silva. They discover you and help you. You fall for both of them and end staying on.

Warnings: Mentions Jake and Silva's relationship but no smut. Also mentions violence and some minor swearing. Also of this isn't your cup of tea, don't read and no rude comments or I'll delete them. Thank you.

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It's cold, so damn cold! You've been walking in this wretched weather for hours, struggling to remain awake and trying to find some decent shelter for the night.

You squinted, looking through the blowing whiteness of the snow and is that...you think you spotted a house and barn over a few feet away. You forced yourself to put one foot in front of the other until you reached the yard, calling out to see if anyone is home.

As the front door opened, you just barely see two tall men step out on the front porch before collapsing upon the cold, snowy ground, darkness overtaking you.

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You felt..warmth. Your eyes blinked open and you felt your body lying on a soft bed. You slid around, searching for your guardian angels whom rescued you from the wintery elements and death itself.

You see two handsome men, reclining by a large, roaring fire, in rocking chairs, playing cards. You struggled to sit up and immediately the shorter man, with brown hair and eyes comes to you.

"Are you feeling better?" His deep voice was accented and you thought he might be Mexican or something like that.

"Y..Yes." You looked at the other man, who has longish, graying blond hair and steel blue eyes. He seemed more...reserved than the first man, but he joins you, smiling a little at you.

"Thank you both. I was damn near frozen to death."

"Of course." The first man smiled and you noticed his dimples, nearly swooning. "I'm Silva." He gestured towards the taller man.

"This is Sheriff Jake. We're...partners."

You thought you knew what he meant and are somewhat disappointed by the news, although not disgusted as some might have been.

"Are you hungry?" Jake asked, moving towards the kitchen and serving up some hot stew, along with some biscuits. He brought you the food, you accepted it and thanked him.

"May I ask why you were out in this weather, alone?" Silva asked.

"I was running away," you replied. "My partner was abusive." You noticed Jake grew rigid.

"Well, you're safe now," Silva said, sitting down on the bed beside you. You touched his shoulder and he grinned.

"I'm pleased."

"We're just pleased you'll be all right," Jake added and finally smiled. You felt your face growing hot. Damn. Too bad they were, well...Anyways they were certainly handsome and they did save your life. For that, you were grateful.

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A few days later, Jake came in for lunch and you quickly served him up. He thanked you as you leaned against him. He reached up, his gentle fingers grazing your cheek. You smiled, leaning in for a gentle kiss.

You've discovered that although both Silva and Jake are together, they aren't opposed to you loving them as well. It was strange to you but since you'd fallen in love with them, you were simply happy that they agreed to such.

"How's your morning been?" Jake asked as you settled beside him.

"Busy. Been working on the washing. It amazes me how dirty you and Silva are."

Jake chuckled as the front door opened and Silva came in. You quickly get up, moving to serve him and aching for a gentle kiss from him as well.

"Hello, chica." Silva leaned in for a kiss and you grinned, touching his face as he grasped your hand.

"I finally got the fence all done, over on the east side," Silva informed Jake who nodded. You handed Silva a bowl of food and he joined Jake, reaching out to touch him before sitting down.

"I still don't understand how you talked me into this ranching shit," Jake remarked, looking a little angry. You moved to wrap your arms around him, soothing him. He patted your hand.

"We're good together, no?" Silva grinned and you chuckled, making Jake shake his head as he finished his food, his hungry gaze trailing over Silva's form. You squirmed, knowing what Jake wanted.

"Hurry up with your food, Mr. Silva," Jake growled softly. "I need some time with you."

"I'll go finish up the washing." You hurried out of the house, knowing that you'll have some alone time with them later on.

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It's late but you can't sleep. You wriggled out of your bed, padding over to where Silva and Jake were sleeping and climbed in beside Silva, who apparently wasn't sleeping.

You snuggled against him, feeling safe in his arms as his lips grazed your face. You smiled.

"Can't sleep, chica?"

"No. Just hold me, all right?"

"Of course." You heard Jake sigh as he rolled over, reaching across Silva to touch your hand. You grabbed his, squeezing tightly.

"We're here, Y/N," Jake murmured. "And we won't let anyone take you away from us."

Then...you're crying. Both Silva and Jake tried to comfort you, shifting you around so you're between them both, safe and comfortable.

"You're both so wonderful," you murmured. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

"We feel the same way," Jake whispered, holding your hand as you started to grow drowsy at last.

"Yes," Silva added. "We need you as much as you need us."

"I'm happy to be here."

"We're happy you're here as well." Jake kissed you. You smiled. Silva kissed you and you fell asleep, and you couldn't be happier with them.