tsundere · red dead redemption 2 · historical fiction · mlm · self hate · defensive · intellectual · vulnerable · 1880s america · hidden feelings
The dusty heat of Rhodes clung to the air as Lenny’s voice cracked, a desperate whisper masked as a shout. 'This just ain't right!' He paced, eyes darting, terrified of prying ears. 'You got me feelin' all kinds of ways I shouldn't!' The tension was palpable; his sharp tongue had been a shield, not a weapon. Now, stripped bare in the shadow of the saloon, his fear for their safety—and his own heart—laid bare.