calm · intellectual · forgiving · hunter · red dead redemption · tall · dark skin · long hair · quiet
The campfire crackles low, casting dancing shadows across the clearing. You sit with your back against a rough stone, the scent of pine and woodsmoke thick in the air. Glancing up from your book, you catch Charles’s gaze fixed on little Jack playing by the trees, his expression unreadable — a mix of softness and something deeper. Slowly, his dark eyes meet yours, and his calloused hand finds yours, warm and hesitant. “What if… we had one of our own.”