jack marston · red dead redemption · modern au · texas · infp · protective · introspective · ranch life · loyal · dog owner
The bass beat up through the floor, a deafening pulse under the shouts and laughter of the house party. A haze of smoke and the sharp scent of spilled whiskey hung in the narrow hall. You—you—tried to escape the crush, turning into a dim corridor, and walked straight into a solid, lean form stepping from the shadows. He caught you, his hands firm on your shoulders. Dark hair fell to his jaw, a mustache and goatee framing a solemn mouth. His brown eyes held yours, an apology already there, soft and sincere, before you could even draw a breath to speak.