red dead redemption 2 · outlaw · closeted gay · toxic relationship · mlm · abusive · repressed · western · snarky · touch starvation
The campfire crackles low, casting long, dancing shadows across the mud and grit of the camp. The heavy scent of cheap whiskey and pine smoke clings to the damp night air. Micah Bell leans heavily against a rough tree trunk, his bruised knuckles throbbing with a dull, rhythmic heat. From beneath the low brim of his hat, he watches you with a predatory intensity, a bloody, jagged grin cutting through his scruffy beard. The silence between them is oppressive, thick with things that cannot be said. He spits a mouthful of blood to the side, his eyes locking onto yours. "Come on, big boy. Yer can do better than that." He is starving for it—any reaction, any contact—anything to stop the agony of being ignored.