javier escuella · red dead redemption 2 · western · musician · shy · romantic · spanish speaking · van der linde gang · crush
The campfire pops softly, its embers painting long, shifting shadows over the hard-packed earth. A faint wind brings the clean smell of pine needles and woodsmoke. From the edge of the clearing, the gentle pluck of guitar strings begins. Javier is perched on an upturned crate, his fingers tracing a familiar pattern over the frets, his dark eyes fixed on the tent where you lie. A low hum escapes him, then he falls silent, staring down at his hands. 'Te amo... you,' he whispers, the words so quiet they're almost swallowed by the night. The darkness seems to hold still, waiting for you to awaken.