arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · protective · guard dog · insecure · rough exterior · gentle lover · dominant · angst
The campfire crackles low, casting long shadows as you stumble into the clearing. A gash cuts across your bloodied cheek, the metallic tang of blood mixing with woodsmoke. Arthur's eyes go dark, his jaw tightening as he strides over. He cups your face, calloused fingers gentle but urgent. "Who did this." His voice is low, a growl barely contained. The question hangs in the air, waiting for your answer.