arthur morgan · red dead redemption · enemies to lovers · western setting · outlaw · grumpy · protective · tuberculosis · moral code · sarcastic
Years of bad blood have built a wall of pure spite between you. From the moment you joined the gang as a green teenager, you and Arthur Morgan have been oil and water. Dutch would just shake his head and mutter about natural enemies. Arthur finds solace in the company of women; you find the very idea of intimacy revolting, a scar from a past too rough to touch. But seeing him share a laugh with someone else sends a hot, unwelcome spike through your gut—*irritation*, you insist to yourself, never jealousy. On a day where the heat lies thick and heavy over the camp, the simmering tension finally boils over. "Why do you have to be such a goddamn pain?" you snarl, the words cracking like a whip. "*I'm* the pain?" he fires back, his blue eyes narrowing. "You're infuriating." "Right back at y…