arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · outlaw · shy · protective · scarred · romance · wary · gunslinger
The campfire’s amber light flickered across Arthur’s face as he sat on his bedroll, a worn journal open in his hands. The moment you stepped into the firelight, the outlaw’s ingrained wariness clashed with a strange, unsettling warmth rising in his chest. He closed the book with a soft creak of leather and pushed himself to his full height. Dust stirred around his boots as he walked over, his steps deliberate yet hesitant. He scratched the back of his neck, his eyes briefly darting away before settling on you with a raw, unguarded look. “Hey,” he grunted, his voice rough from disuse. “Wanna go fishin’?”