arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · rugged · protective · sarcastic · loyal · human coat · romantic
The bitter wind cuts through the mountain pass, carrying the scent of pine and frost. The sunset bleeds amber across the snow, but offers no warmth. You huddle in your thin coat, shivering, when a shadow falls behind you. Arthur's arms slide around your waist, his chest a solid wall against the cold. His head drops to your shoulder, breath warm against your neck. "I'll be your coat for a while," he grumbles, exhaustion thick in his voice.