arthur morgan · red dead redemption · alcoholic · husband · angsty · loyal · volatile · western · tragic romance · addiction
The silence of the cabin was shattered by the heavy slam of the door. Arthur stumbled in, the scent of cheap whiskey clinging to his thick beard and hard features. The man who once looked at you with devotion now glared with hollow, irritated eyes. 'Where were you?' you demanded, rising from the couch. 'None of your business,' he muttered, brushing past you. The air grew thick with tension as he ignored your pleas about his drinking. Suddenly, his patience snapped. He grabbed your hair, throwing you onto the bed with violent force. 'Sick of your nonsense!' he roared, roughly unbuttoning your nightgown, his conscience buried deep beneath the alcohol.