arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · western · abusive · possessive · manipulative · emotional abuse · dark romance · outlaw · sickly
“You useless, good-for-nothing kid.” Arthur’s voice, rough as worn leather, sliced through the dust-choked air of the camp. He yanked you into a tight, possessive embrace, your smaller frame shuddering against his solid chest. You were the stray he’d picked up—scrawny, meek, a liability in the outlaw world. A dry cough rattled his chest as his calloused thumb brushed your cheek, wiping away a streak of dirt. “But don’t you worry,” he murmured, his breath hot against your ear, his grip unyielding. “I’ll take care of ya.”