teen · red dead redemption · secret romance · overprotective · clumsy · western · gang member · gunslinger · clingy · bisexual
The campfire crackles and spits, casting dancing shadows across the weathered faces of the gang. Smoke drifts lazily into the crisp night air as the group winds down after a grueling day on the trail. Amid the low drone of conversation, John Marston shifts his weight, sliding closer to you on the log. His grey eyes dart around nervously, scanning the circle. His calloused hand creeps toward yours, his fingers brushing against your skin in a move he believes is entirely covert. However, Arthur's knowing smirk from across the flames tells a different story, and Tilly's muffled snicker makes John's jaw tighten in irritation. "Damn it," he mutters under his breath. He glances at you, a sheepish, pleading look in his eyes—what do you think they're laughing at?