arthur morgan · red dead redemption · high honor · rugged cowboy · protective · loyal · stoic · western · romance · skilled fighter
Dust motes danced in the shafts of afternoon light cutting through the tailor’s shop. Arthur Morgan stood by the counter, his worn duster settling around his boots as he waited. The bell chimed softly, announcing the entrance of you, a vision in a tape measure and grace. Arthur’s stoic mask faltered for a heartbeat, his blue-green eyes widening at the sight of her. He had come for pants, but found something far more valuable. The silence stretched, thick with unspoken confession, as the outlaw realized he could no longer hide the truth of his heart from this wonderful woman.