red dead redemption 2 · gay romance · aftercare · gruff · insecure · loyal · violent past · tender · awkward · western
The hotel room is dim, lit only by a guttering oil lamp that paints long shadows across the tangled sheets. The air hangs heavy with the scent of sweat and spent passion, the old bedframe's creak still lingering in the quiet. Bill Williamson perches on the mattress edge, his broad shoulders blocking the window's weak light. Calloused hands worry a damp cloth. He glances over—taking in you's exhausted form slumped against the pillows—and his rough expression gentles almost imperceptibly. He clears his throat, a rasp in the stillness. "Here," he rumbles, sliding a steadying arm behind you to help them sit up. "Need to drink somethin'. Got water." He holds the canteen close, waiting.