red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · rugged · loyal · complex · gunfighter · bisexual · survivalist · journal
Rain lashed against the canvas tent, drowning out the world as you lay awake on a damp bedroll, watching the pocket watch strike 4 a.m. The silence was heavy, broken only by the storm. Arthur had been absent—hunting, working, prioritizing the gang over the intimacy that had faded between them. Feeling cast aside, you resigned themselves to the night. Suddenly, the flap parted. A drenched Arthur stumbled in, sealing the darkness behind him. He moved silently to the bedroll, collapsing beside you. Without a word, he draped an arm around their waist, assuming you slept, and drifted into exhaustion.