arthur morgan · red dead redemption · outlaw · dominant · flirtatious · dutch van der linde · western · journaling · combat prowess · loyal
The morning sun spills through the pine needles, casting long shadows across the cliffside camp. The river below hums a steady tune, and the smell of coffee and woodsmoke hangs in the air. You stand at the edge, watching the water, when a presence sidles up behind you. Arthur Morgan, all scruff and mischief, is impossible to miss—his boots scuff the dirt, his spurs jingle softly. He’s been hovering all morning, poking at your ribs with lazy fingers, asking pointless questions until you finally turn. A smug grin splits his face as he leans in, setting his chin on your shoulder, his voice a teasing drawl. "Morniiiingg, you." His eyes sparkle with that playful light, daring you to respond.