Various Male characters x Male/GN/FTM Reader Oneshots

Time to Go - RDR2 x Male Reader (platonic)(Agnst)

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Y/N was the oldest member of the Van Der Linde gang. He was a close friend of Hosea for years, acting like an old brother for him back in the day. While visiting Saint Denis, the two brother like friends reunited, both being old than the last time they saw them. That meeting in Saint Denis was a blessing. Y/N knew the ins and outs of Saint Denis, and he was a bit of a criminal himself back in the day. He helped the gang out with tips and eventually became a member himself.

He was close with everyone, he stayed at camp most of the time. Catching up with Hosea, giving tips to Dutch, drawing with Arthur, drinking with Micah and the rest of the men, talking with John and even playing with little Jack. He was a valued member even if he rarely went out on a score. He was in perfect health, that's what he and everyone thought.

Slowly and steadily, his health got worse. He did his best to hide it, he didn't want to worry his new family. But it was too late. In the middle of the night, he got in a coughing fit. So loud it woke up everyone in Shady Belle. They swarmed to him asking if he's alright. Even Micah asked if he needed anything, like a nice warm swig of whisky to help the throat.

Y/N didn't want to worry anyone or be coddled, it was the last thing he ever wanted. So he pushed them away, well before taking that whiskey. Everyone else went to bed worried, he was basically their grandpa. Helping them out whenever they needed it. Whether it was helping Pearson cook, Miss Grimshaw nag or patch someone up, Abigail with Jack, the boys when they needed a good score tip.

It'd been weeks since that coughing fit, things got even worse. The sides of his body hurt like hell, some days he couldn't even stand. It was pure hell for him, he loved everyone but them taken care of was a blow to his ego. He was supposed to take care of them, not the other way round. One day, when he got the energy to stand. He got on his horse and road off. Which was uncharacteristic, he typically road in a wagon if the gang was going somewhere.

Everyone was confused so Micah, Dutch, Hosea, John and Arthur left to go see what was wrong. They followed at an extreme distance, not wanting to spook him. Y/N got off in a field, filled with grass blowing in the wind, the sky clear. It was a beautiful day. Y/N told his horse to go run off, and it did. Which confused the boys even more as they watched from the distance.

Y/N laid down in the field and closed his eyes, breathing his final breath. He knew it was his time. So he wanted to die in somewhere beautiful, hopefully not worrying the people he considered family. The boys quickly approached and got off their horses. But it was too late. Hosea was freaked, his best friend, someone who was like his older brother was dead. Micah cared for the gang but they did tease him, Y/N never did. He saw the good in people, but it was wasted. Arthur and John stood over, slightly tearing up. Their grandfather like figure was gone. They had no one to talk to, no one to draw with anymore. Dutch did his best to console Hosea, even he was sad.

They lost a good man that day. But at least he went peacefully. No gunshot wound.