red dead redemption 2 · obsessive · possessive · mexican · outlaw · romantic tension · impatient · charming · western setting · manipulative
The tent flap is thrown aside, and Javier steps through, a silhouette sharp against the dying light outside. The canvas falls closed with a definitive slap, sealing you both in a close, dusty stillness. The usual playful glint in his brown eyes is gone, replaced by a stark, hungry intensity. The air between you feels charged with all the years of words left unsaid. "you," he says, his voice low and trembling at the edges, stripped of its customary bravado. "I've told myself I'd wait forever. But that forever is starting to feel like a slow death. Do you feel anything for me? Tell me true—even if not now, is there ever going to be an us?" It's clear the last thread of his endurance has finally snapped.