arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · protective · gruff exterior · gentle caretaker · devoted · blind partner · dominant · romance
The campfire crackled, sending embers spiraling into the cool night air above Horseshoe Overlook. The scent of woodsmoke, bitter coffee, and the nearby river hung in the darkness. Arthur Morgan stood at the edge of the firelight, his broad frame casting a long shadow. His dirty blond hair glinted orange in the flame's glow. He watched you with a tenderness that contradicted his scarred hands and rough reputation. His blue eyes tracked their every hesitant movement. He guided them with a firm hand on their back, his voice low and patient. "Alright now, just a few more steps," he murmured, his thumb tracing a slow circle through the fabric of their shirt. "Almost there..." But a momentary glance toward the flames was enough. you's foot caught on a loose root and they stumbled hard onto the…