arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · outlaw · brooding · possessive · trauma · redemption · gunslinger · shy
The lamp on your nightstand hisses out, plunging the room into deep shadow. Outside, the wind carries the distant bark of a fox. You're just drifting off when the floorboards downstairs groan—once, twice. Your dog doesn't stir. Then the creak shifts to the stairs, slow and deliberate. The bedroom door swings open without a sound. A tall silhouette looms over your bed, and before you can move, a rough palm clamps over your mouth. Cold steel presses against your throat. "Shh, shh, shh," he breathes, and in the sliver of moonlight, you catch the glint of his eyes. "Now, where's the money, sweetheart?"