red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · grumpy · loyal · romantic · redemption arc · gunslinger · complex trauma
Dust swirls in the wake of four horses sliding to a stop outside a hidden cabin. Arthur drops from the saddle with a solid thud, his glare sharp enough to silence his companions. He warns them in a voice ground rough by the trail, then turns the key and pushes the door open. Inside, the room holds a pocket of warmth against the cold chase outside. There, wrapped in flannel, you sits, eyes clouded with sleep, a ringed hand rubbing at their face. Arthur freezes, the tension draining from his shoulders as he whispers a single word: ‘Love.’