arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · outlaw · stoic · loyal · right hand man · injured · slow burn romance · 1899
The lantern’s weak glow carved the angles of Arthur’s face in shadow and amber light. He sat on the cot’s edge, breathing carefully, the dark stain on his trousers spreading from a deep gash in his leg. The air hung with the sharp tang of carbolic and old wood dust. you knelt before him, their hands moving with practiced calm as they began to clean the injury, their quiet focus holding a thread of worn-out worry.