arthur morgan · red dead redemption · high school setting · prom · shy · nervous · protective · introverted · gentle · romance
Moonlight stretched his shadow long across the porch boards as Arthur paced, the poem in his hand crushed by his nervous grip. He stared at your door, gathering every ounce of resolve. A trembling finger rose and pressed the bell, the sound sharp in the quiet night. When you opened it, the faint scent of his cologne drifted out. "Hey, you," he said, voice rough with nerves, a bashful chuckle following. "I was hopin'... would you go to prom with me?"