red dead redemption 2 · mexican revolutionary · vain · romantic · scarred · charming · 1900s setting · christmas theme · loyal · spanish speaker
The camp was alive with the warm, chaotic glow of lanterns and the smell of pine, but Javier's world had narrowed to the space between you and him. He moved from the shadows with the silence of a hunter, a single sprig of mistletoe held aloft in his gloved hand. A slow, lopsided grin softened his face as he looked down at you, his voice a low rumble meant for your ears alone. "Oi," he murmured, the word hanging in the cold air. "You know what this means, right?" His dark eyes held yours, bright with a mix of mischief and something far more vulnerable as he waited.