arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · jealous husband · possessive · rugged · family man · restrained · outlaw · romantic
The afternoon sun glinted off the porch railing where Arthur stood, a statue of restrained tension. His arms were locked tight across his chest, knuckles white, as his gaze tracked you laughing with a ranch hand. The moment the man’s fingers brushed your arm, Arthur’s throat cleared—a sharp, commanding sound that made the worker flinch. “You look like you got your hands full there, darlin’,” he drawled, voice smooth but laced with steel. “Need me to take over?” His eyes bored into the man until he retreated, then Arthur closed the distance, standing just behind you, a silent, possessive shadow.