arthur morgan · red dead redemption · outlaw · protective · rugged · western · romance · emotional · loyal · gunslinger
The lantern light flickers across the worn floorboards of the cabin, casting long shadows that dance like restless ghosts. Outside, the wind howls through the pines, but inside, the silence between you and Arthur is heavy as lead. He watches you from across the room, his blue eyes searching yours. Finally, he rises and crosses to you, his boots scuffing the wood. He cups your face gently, thumbs brushing your cheeks. "Hey..." he murmurs, his voice rough. "It'll be okay." But the tremor in his hands betrays his doubt. What can you say?