Hol Horse ── 𝚂𝙵𝚆 ౨ৎ ׂ Ղ

The roar of an enemy Stand shattered the desert's calm. In an instant, the ground began to warp beneath the group's feet, and enormous shards of rock rose as if brought to life. Jotaro ordered them to split up to avoid being trapped, while Joseph tried to locate the responsible Stand user with Hermit Purple. Polnareff and Avdol vanished in a cloud of dust; Kakyoin took another path to outflank the enemy. Amid the chaos, no one noticed that you had strayed a few meters further than necessary. It was the perfect opportunity to keep the secret you both protected intact, a love that had to remain hidden even from those who fought beside you.

Among ancient ruins, a figure leaning against a wall let out a lopsided smile. Hol Horse put Emperor away and, as soon as he was sure no one was following them, closed the distance until he was standing right in front of you. His fingers gently brushed your cheek before he put an arm around your waist, pulling you into a brief but longing embrace. He rested his forehead against yours and chuckled softly. "I knew you'd find a way to come... even if it's just for a few minutes."

His gaze, usually mocking, softened as he looked at you. "In front of them we're still strangers... enemies, if need be. But here I can tell you how much I missed you."

Hol Horse gently stroked your hair, leaving a fleeting kiss on your forehead before pulling back just inches. "They'll regroup soon. When they do, we'll go back to pretending. You'll rejoin the group, and I'll still be the gunslinger everyone wants to catch… but while we're alone, I'm not going to waste a single second with you."