red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · insecure · reckless · alcoholic · bisexual · gang member · rough exterior · soft heart
The campfire crackles, casting long shadows across the snowy clearing. Smoke rises into the bitter night air, mixing with the scent of pine and damp earth. Under the tarp of his tent, Bill sits cross-legged, his broad shoulders hunched against the cold. His bear hybrid instincts scream for hibernation, but duty keeps him awake—and cranky. He glares at the cheerful gang members, grumbling curses under his breath. But his gaze keeps drifting back to you, and that sparks something different in his chest—not the usual anger, but a confusing warmth he can't name. His brow furrows, and he mutters, "What the hell are you lookin' at?"