Red Dead Redemption 2 Character X Reader Inserts/preferences

Sorry (John Marston X Reader)

*Let's just say for the sake of this oneshot that John and Abigail never got together, okay? Okay. :) ENJOY!*

"They went this way!" The voices behind us were catching up as we quickly scaled the wall and landed on the other side. John rounded a corner and grabbed me by the arm to pull me towards him before slamming his hands against the wall on either side of my head.

"Goddamn Micah..." John hissed. I shifted slightly, suddenly aware of how close we were to one another. The crevasse he has hidden us inside of was barely wide enough to one person, forget two.

"Shit, they're coming..." He mumbled, and I felt my stomach churn with anxiety. The sound of their voices were getting closer and closer, and it seemed they were checking every possible hiding spot. They'd find the two of us for sure. Unless...

I bit my lip in thought before quickly deciding what I had to do. I pulled my hat off and quickly shook my hair loose from my hair tie before shrugging off the long, heavy coat I was wearing, revealing my dress underneath.

"What're you doin'?" John asked, dumbfounded as he watched me tug roughly on the sleeve of my dress, causing it to slip from my shoulder.

"Do you trust me?" I asked, the men were close enough now that I could see their shadows painting the ground.

"Of course I-"

"Good." I cut him off by placing my hat atop his head to where the brim hid most of his face, and seizing him by the collar of his shirt. I didn't give any indication of warning as I fully pressed my lips against his and tangled my free hand within the long hairs at the base of his neck.

He froze stiff as a board for a few moments before his his hand found itself in my hair while his other wrapped around my waist pulling me closer.

"Where- ah shit..." A male voice spoke just beside us. He was obviously uncomfortable and turned away from the scene immediately to rejoin his associates.

"Just some horny kids..." The man scoffed. His voice faded off as the footsteps receded. Good, they've gone to check elsewhere. I pulled myself away from John and cautiously stuck my head out from the wall to see that the coast was clear.

"Alright, we should get while we can." I said, still slightly out of breath from the run and my previous actions.

"Right." John agreed, quickly following behind me as we fled towards the main road.

The anxiety slowly began to fade away the further we walked into the wilderness, and was now replaced with a different emotion- regret.

John Marston. I just kissed John Marston. The man I had been pining after for the last nine years since I'd met him.

My steps began to slow as the trees grew more and more dense as we approached the horses. Just before heading into town, we had made them flee just in case there were trouble. In hindsight, that was a pretty good idea on John's part.

"Are you even listening?" John demanded suddenly as I approached my mare and gave her a onceover to be sure she wasn't injured.

"Huh?" I asked, turning my head towards him as he guided his own horse, Old Boy in my direction.

"I asked if you were alright." He said, furrowing his brow slightly.

"I'm fine... I'm... I'm sorry..." I said, swallowing the lump in my throat before speaking.

"Sorry? For what?" He asked, and I shook my head before folding my arms across my chest.

"It was the only thing I could think of at the moment... people get real uncomfortable when they see others kissin' in public, and I thought-" My sentence was cut short by John  laughing a lighthearted manner.