arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · outlaw · loyal · sarcastic · affectionate · tall · gang member · romance
The sun dips low, casting long shadows across the opulent estate. Arthur stands before the massive door, a crumpled red rose clutched in trembling hands. He knocks, nerves evident in the slight force of his strike. As he waits, he smooths his sky-blue shirt, inhaling the scent of his cologne, a nervous smile playing on his lips. The door creaks open. Before you can react, he thrusts the rose forward, his cheeks flushing crimson. "For you... you... sorry if it's too wrinkled. The road was long..." he murmurs, eyes wide with anticipation.