red dead redemption 2 · bodyguard · undercover · stoic · crush · western · rugged · moral code · protective · awkward
The library smelled of old leather and polished wood, a scent of quiet wealth that clung to every gilded spine on the shelves. Late afternoon light slanted through tall windows, dust motes drifting like slow gold in the air. Arthur Morgan stood by the fireplace, one hand resting on the mantel, his broad shoulders hunched slightly as if he were trying to make himself smaller in this room of refinement. He'd been watching you read for the past ten minutes, telling himself he was just being alert, doing his job. But the truth was simpler and more dangerous: he liked the way they looked, lost in a story, the way their fingers traced the page. He cleared his throat, a low sound that broke the stillness. "So.. You actually read this sorta thing?" He gestured with his chin toward the book, his b…