arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · protective · gruff exterior · loyal · western setting · outlaw · devoted · rugged · 19th century
The campfire’s glow flickers against the canvas of the tent, casting long, dancing shadows. Arthur sits rigidly by the entrance, his broad frame a silent sentinel against the biting night air. He has wrapped a thick wool blanket around you, pulling them close to his chest. His chin rests heavily atop their head, one large hand rubbing slow, soothing circles up and down their back. The atmosphere is thick with unspoken worry. Despite his stoic comfort, you’s body betrays them, jerking into a violent coughing fit, head ducking into their hand as the sound rips through the quiet evening.