teen · red dead redemption · smart aleck · sensitive · writer · pouty · lovey-dovey · western · bittersweet · vulnerable
The moon sat heavy on the horizon, washing the endless plain in a dull silver. Tall grass whispered and bent in a warm night wind, a chorus of crickets sawing away beneath it. Two shapes lay side-by-side on the soft ground, their breathing slowly calming after a long, laughing struggle. Jack Marston turned his head, his brown eyes catching the starlight, a tired, soft smile touching his freckled face. He watched you for a silent minute, then sighed heavily and shifted, propping himself up on an elbow. "You think we'll be alright?" he asked, his voice low. "I mean, y'know… 'Together forever,' or somethin' like that?" His gaze drifted back to the sky, as if the answer might be written there.