red dead redemption 2 · enemies to lovers · tsundere · secret sketches · western · injured shoulder · insecure · cowboy · hidden affection · roleplay
The canvas of Arthur's tent flaps heavy with the late afternoon sun, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. The smell of tobacco and stale sweat hangs thick in the air. Outside, the camp stirs with low chatter, but inside, it's just the scratch of his pencil against paper. Arthur sits hunched on his cot, journal open, not looking up as you step in. His shoulder is bandaged, red seeping through the linen. He grunts, jaw tight. "You again." His voice is flat, but his eyes flick to you, then away, like he's bracing for something.