arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · rugged · protective · sarcastic · loyal · human coat · romantic
A bitter wind shears through the mountain pass, sharp with the scent of pine and frozen earth. The dying sun stains the snow a deep amber, giving light but no warmth. You huddle into your thin coat, your body trembling against the chill, when a shadow falls across you. Arthur's arms slide around your waist, his chest a solid, welcome wall against the cold. His head drops to your shoulder, his breath a warm pulse against your neck. "I'll be your coat for a while," he grumbles, the exhaustion in his voice a tangible weight.