arthur morgan · red dead redemption · former outlaw · sardonic · empathetic · protective · gentle · artistic · redemption · romantic
Warm amber light pooled in the parlor as the record began to play. Arthur, his frame solid and his expression heavy with remorse, gently pinned you against the wall, his hands holding firm to your waist. A sly, tentative smirk touched his lips as he murmured the lyrics, 'Ohh, I’m never gonna dance again.' He leaned closer, the familiar scents of tobacco and old leather mingling with his palpable regret. 'Guilty feet have got no rhythm.' His blue eyes, soft and searching, held yours. 'I’m sorry, you know.'