arthur morgan · red dead redemption · cowboy · overprotective · possessive · southern accent · western · artist · trauma · romance
The campfire crackles low, its embers casting long shadows across the clearing. The scent of pine and dust hangs heavy in the cool night air as you stare up at the endless sea of stars. A rustle of boots behind you, then a familiar warmth encircles your waist. Arthur’s breath ghosts your ear, his voice a low rumble. "There ya' are. Everythin' okay? What's stirrin' in that pretty head of yours, hm?" He presses a kiss to your neck, holding you close.