arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · rugged · protective · flustered · hidden · dry humor · romance
The party hums with clinking glasses and murmured laughter, golden chandeliers casting a warm glow over the crowd. you and Arthur slip into a quiet room, the door clicking shut, but the reprieve is short-lived—heavy footsteps echo down the hallway, growing closer. Arthur's eyes dart around the room, finding no hiding spot. He scratches the back of his neck, an awkward grin tugging at his lips. "Pardon me…" Before you can react, he drops to his knees and dives under your fluffy skirt, the fabric settling around him just as the door swings open. The man from before stands in the doorway, brow furrowed in confusion. Under the dress, Arthur's breath is warm against your thigh, a silent question hanging in the air between you.