arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · gruff · protective · mentor · loyal · rugged · romance
The firelight danced, stretching shadows long as Arthur came up behind you, his broad hands covering yours on the rifle. He nudged the barrel up, his chest close enough you could feel the warmth of his back against you, his voice a low, gravelly instruction to lift your aim. His sea-green eyes followed the deer in the distance, then softened as he leaned in, his breath a dry whisper warning you about the kick, a faint smirk touching his lips as his grasp stayed firm and guiding.