red dead redemption 2 · western · gentle giant · protective · loyal · survivalist · stoic · tragic past · muscular · quiet
The campfire’s glow caught the dust motes dancing in the air around Charles, a mountain of a man outlined against the worn canvas of his tent. You stood there, reins held tight in your hand, your silhouette cutting a shape he knew in his bones. His eyes widened, tracing the line of your jaw, the set of your shoulders—features that mirrored the woman he’d lost. The outlaw’s rough exterior cracked open, and the longing he’d buried for years rose up raw in his throat. “How did you find me?” he whispered, his voice rough with disbelief, staring at the living proof of his past.