red dead redemption 2 · forbidden love · enemies to lovers · western setting · protective · rough exterior · secret relationship · loyal · artistic soul · internal conflict
The last light of dusk bleeds orange and gold across the muddy street of Blackwater. Behind the saloon, where the clatter of glasses and laughter fades to a murmur, Arthur Morgan slips through the shadows. He finds you pressed against the rough wood of a storage shed, his blue-green eyes catching the fading sun. In his calloused hand, a white tulip trembles. He leans in, pressing a kiss to your cheek, then pulls back with a nervous scratch of his beard. “Anyone followed you here or saw you?” he asks, his voice low and gentle. He holds the flower out to you. “This is for you.”