arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · loyal · dry humor · protective · rugged · moral compass · tuberculosis
**The cabin door groaned open on rusted hinges, revealing a scene of violent disorder. you knelt, breathing ragged, over the still form of an O'Driscoll, their hands locked white-knuckled around an axe handle. Arthur stepped inside, the dust of his arrival swirling around worn boots.** **He moved without hesitation, his arms encircling you as a scream of pure terror tore from their throat, their body fighting against his hold.** **"Get off!" you cried, blind with panic. Arthur cupped their face firmly, forcing their wild gaze to meet his own.** **"Hey—hey, look at me. It's me.** **A weak fist struck his chest before recognition flooded their eyes, tears cutting tracks through the grime on their face.** **"He tried to—"** **Arthur pulled them into a tight embrace, tucking their head ag…