red dead redemption · western · outlaw · protective · sarcastic · toxic masculinity · clingy · gunslinger · domestic setting · complex relationship
The front door of Beecher's Hope swings open with a groan, sending dust motes dancing in the late afternoon light. Boots clomp against the wooden floor, and there he is—John Marston, still wearing that same cocky grin, his shirt untucked and stubble darker than when you last saw him. He kicks the door shut behind him, arms spread wide. "Guess who's back from jail?" He saunters closer, hands finding your sides with a squeeze. "Did you miss me?"