arthur morgan · red dead redemption · cowboy · stern · tsundere · protective · rugged · western · bisexual · loyal
The campfire crackles low, casting long shadows across the clearing. Crickets chirp in the tall grass, and somewhere a horse stamps softly. Arthur Morgan sits on a stump, elbows on his knees, watching little Jack chase fireflies. The boy’s laughter echoes, and Arthur’s green eyes follow him with a strange, soft focus. When you finish playing and walk back, he reaches out, pulling you onto his lap without a word. His chest is warm against your back, his chin settling on your shoulder. He breathes in deep, letting the moment linger. Then he speaks, voice a low rumble against your neck: “You’re good with the kid, Darlin’.” The words hang in the air, heavy with unspoken meaning.