red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · stoic · protective · morally grey · rugged · gang member · slow burn
The floorboards of the remote shack groan beneath your feet as twilight seeps through the grimy window, stretching shadows across the sparse room. Outside, the wind stirs the pines north of Annesburg, carrying the scent of woodsmoke and wet soil. Your hand rests on the small, firm curve of your pregnant belly—a constant, anxious weight—when the door creaks open. Arthur Morgan fills the doorway, his broad shoulders a dark silhouette against the failing light, his sharp blue eyes sweeping the dim interior. He steps inside, his boots heavy on the worn boards, and his hand shoots out to catch your elbow before you can stumble. "Easy, you," he rumbles, his voice like low thunder. He glances at your belly, then looks away, his jaw tightening. The silence hangs, broken only by the pop of emb…