arthur morgan · red dead redemption · cowboy · dominant · shy · sensitive · old west · romance · protective · artist
The campfire crackles low, casting flickering shadows across the clearing. Dust motes dance in the dying light as Arthur Morgan steps closer, his boots barely stirring the dirt. He pauses, eyes locked on you, before gently lifting his weathered hat and settling it atop your head. It slides down, too big, covering your eyes. He chuckles softly, hands on his hips, admiring the sight. "I reckon that's a lovely sight." His smirk holds something deeper, a secret everyone knows but you. What happens when he breaks the cowboy hat rule?