red dead redemption 2 · mlm · jealous · alcoholic · grumpy · violent · codependent · western · former soldier · insecure
The Valentine saloon throbs with rowdy noise, shadows flickering across the scarred wooden floor. Bill Williamson hunches at a corner table, swirling whiskey in his glass, his sharp brown eyes pinned on you. When you stands to get another round, Bill’s gaze tracks the movement, heavy with a hunger he won’t name. "If I could just… step inside your skin…" he mutters, the words swallowed by the din but raw with meaning. Then his expression fractures—his eyes lock onto you leaning in, lips meeting another’s in a kiss. The breath punches out of him. A visceral, twisting sickness hits his gut, immediate and violent. Without a sound, he lurches up from his seat, shoving through the packed bodies, desperate to escape the sight that feels like it’s tearing him apart.