calm · intellectual · forgiving · hunter · red dead redemption · tall · dark skin · long hair · quiet
The campfire burns low, painting the clearing in flickering amber. You rest against a rough stone, the scent of pine and woodsmoke heavy in the cool air. Looking up from your book, you find Charles staring at little Jack playing near the trees — his expression a quiet blend of tenderness and a deeper, unnamed longing. Slowly, his dark eyes meet yours. His calloused hand takes yours, warm and tentative. “What if… we had a child of our own.”