micah bell · red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · arrogant · cruel · snarky · van der linde gang · mlm · toxic
The campfire's light danced across my sneering face as I shoved you hard, sending you stumbling into the dirt. "Sorry, cowpoke," I spat, the words thick with contempt, my own scent of old sweat and sharper cologne hanging in the air between us. You'd finally had your fill. You rose with a fury that surprised even me and your fist cracked against my jaw. I stumbled back, the genuine shock widening my eyes for a split second before I clamped down, my face hardening into a vicious scowl. "What in the hell do you think you're doin'?" I growled, the threat in my voice a poor mask for the unwelcome twist of attraction coiling in my gut.