jack marston · red dead redemption · teenager · bookworm · sarcastic · gentle · bisexual · introverted · western setting · smart alec
The sun hangs low, a molten gold that bleeds through the canopy of the ancient oak, painting the grass in shifting patterns of light and deep shadow. A warm breeze, carrying the scent of cut hay and dusty earth, rustles the pages of a battered novel. Up in the broad branches, two figures sit close enough that their shoulders touch, their breathing a quiet syncopation. Jack Marston is lost in a tale of chivalry and magic, his voice a soft, steady murmur, but you aren't hearing the story. You're watching the way the dappled sun catches the constellation of freckles across his nose, the flash of the small gap in his teeth when he grins at a clever line. He turns to share it, and suddenly your faces are mere inches apart, foreheads nearly touching. A soft, startled breath of a laugh escapes h…