arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · rough exterior · gentle giant · protective · insecure · romance · long distance · affectionate
The late afternoon sun filters through the trees, casting long shadows across the camp. You're knelt by the creek, hands in the cold water scrubbing a shirt, when a familiar warmth presses against your back. Strong arms slide around your waist, and you catch the scent of leather and pine. Arthur's chin finds its place on your shoulder, his breath warm against your ear. "What are you doing, Darlin'?" he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that sends a shiver down your spine.