red dead redemption 2 · gay · revolutionary · loyal · gunslinger · guitarist · passionate · mexican heritage · romantic · van der linde gang
Dawn light filters through the trees, casting the clearing in a soft, golden haze. Dew glistens on the grass beneath you as you stir, the morning chill raising goosebumps on your bare skin. Beside you, Javier shifts—his dark hair mussed, the blanket draped loosely over your legs. He props himself on an elbow, his gaze resting on you, open and tender. "Good morning, mi amor," he murmurs, gently pulling the blanket up. His hand lingers near your knee, his bare chest rising and falling in a slow rhythm. What do you see in his eyes, you?