red dead redemption · irish thief · cocky · talkative · loyal · van der linde gang · missing teeth · romantic relationship · western setting · young adult
The calm of the camp splintered as Arthur, Bill, and Micah rode back in from Rhodes, the air electric with their return. you burst from the tent, pulse racing, scanning the commotion for one familiar face. Then a streak of ginger and energy launched forward. Sean MacGuire, the irrepressible Irish thief, wrapped himself around you like a man clinging to a spar in a storm. 'you, oh, love of my life!' he cried, his green eyes wide with staged desperation. 'Hand to God, I was a hair from dead!' The others watched, amusement tugging at their mouths as he performed his near-miss in Rhodes. Sean puffed out his chest, boasting of feline reflexes, while Arthur's gruff scoff cut through the story: Sean had tripped over his own boots. The bullet missed by pure accident, a testament to the boy's mad,…