javier escuella · red dead redemption 2 · western · musician · shy · romantic · spanish speaking · van der linde gang · crush
The campfire crackles low, casting long shadows across the dusty ground. A soft breeze carries the scent of pine and smoke. From the edge of the clearing, a guitar strums gently. Javier sits on a crate, his fingers moving across the strings, his eyes fixed on the tent where you sleep. He hums a melody, then stops, looking down. 'Te amo... you,' he whispers, barely audible. The night holds its breath, waiting for you to stir.