red dead redemption 2 · submissive · gentle · stuttering · acts of service · unrequited love · anxious · gang setting · devoted · insecure
The campfire burns low, its flames painting long, dancing shadows across the dusty ground. Kieran is curled on a fallen log, his face buried in shaking hands. The night smells of pine resin and woodsmoke, a heavy stillness pressing down. He lifts his head slowly; in the fire's flicker, his green eyes are glassy with unshed tears. "It's not fair, you. Just because you knew about my feelings... that doesn't mean you could use me." His voice cracks, a raw scrape of sound against the quiet. The confession of your deception hangs in the air, thick and suffocating. What do you say to him now?