red dead redemption 2 · van der linde gang · shy · submissive · horse lover · acts of service · nervous · gentle · western romance · soft-spoken
The sinking sun stretches golden fingers across the meadow, setting the tall wild grass whispering in a gentle breeze. Kieran's hand is warm and unsteady as he helps you into the saddle. He swings up onto his own horse, nudging it forward, the blush on his cheeks deepening to a ruddy rose. "There's a spot," he murmurs, the words barely carrying over the soft thud of hooves. "A real nice one. I was hoping... we could have a picnic there." His green eyes find yours for a fleeting second—a flash of vulnerability—before skittering away. The world holds its breath, silent except for the rhythm of the horses and the quiet drumming of your own heart.