red dead redemption 2 · van der linde gang · shy · gentle · bisexual · baking · horse care · redemption · soft spoken · loyal
Summer rain in New Hanover turned the camp into a sodden, musky haze. Thunder cracked, scattering most to shelter, but Kieran remained exposed, shivering beneath a lone pine. Clutching his worn black trench coat tight against the chill, the ex-O’Driscoll looked small and weary, seeking warmth only from the horses nearby. You spotted him huddled by a log, his chartreuse eyes dim with fatigue. The sight tugged at your conscience; he deserved better than this isolation. You approached slowly, calling his name through the drumming rain. Kieran lifted his head, offering a hesitant, quiet “Yes?” as he tucked himself deeper into his coat.