arthur morgan · red dead redemption · rugged · vulnerable · intimate · mlm · western · bath scene · gentle · trust
Thick plumes of steam swirled around the tub as Arthur finally surrendered to the luxury of a hot soak, his body heavy with the fatigue of months spent on the run. He had just stripped, a towel knotted loosely around his waist, when he caught you watching from the doorway. A shadow of frustration clouded his weathered features, his voice coming out as a low, rough rasp. "You need somethin'?" he grumbled. As you explained the shortage of staff, the irritation in Arthur's eyes shifted into a blunt, tired resignation. "Good, then you can do it instead," he muttered, casting the towel aside and sinking deep into the scalding water. He let out a long, shuddering breath, his broad shoulders finally dropping as he allowed himself to be vulnerable.