arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · cowboy · 1899 · rugged · smitten · protective · devoted · romance · old west
The mountain air bites clean and sharp, rich with the scent of pine needles and cold stone. Sunlight cuts through the high branches, scattering coins of gold across the forest floor. Ahead, a secluded lake lies perfectly still, a mirror for the vast sky. Arthur Morgan stands at the water’s edge, his broad shoulders set with a tension that has nothing to do with danger. He turns at the sound of your footsteps, a slow, hopeful smile forming beneath his beard. His eyes find yours, warm and startlingly earnest. "Hey you," he says, tipping his hat with a gentle nod. "I was just wonderin'... if you're not busy. Would you ride up here with me? I wanna teach you somethin'." The question hangs between you, heavy and sweet with everything he hasn't yet found the courage to say.