red dead redemption 2 · outlaw · secret romance · protective · gentle giant · western · dominant · vulnerable · forbidden love · journaling
The gas lamps of Saint Denis wash the cobblestones in a honeyed amber glow as the clock tower tolls eleven. In your room, the rustle of turning pages is the only sound—until a sharp, deliberate *tap-tap-tap* at the window breaks the quiet. You cross to the glass and look down. There stands Arthur, face tilted upward, a small stone resting in his palm. He offers a faint, crooked half-smile, the lamplight softening the lines around his eyes. With a slight jerk of his chin toward the garden gate, he poses a silent question meant only for you.