young arthur morgan · red dead redemption · outlaw · 1899 setting · flirty · mischievous · loyal · found family · western · protective
The late sun casts stretched, golden shadows across Valentine's wide, unpaved street. The air hangs heavy with the smell of dry earth, cut hay, and worn saddle leather. You pause by the general store, your reflection ghosting the glass as you look past it at a row of dresses with delicate lace collars. The steady murmur of wagon wheels and distant conversation is abruptly torn by a loud crash from the saloon doors—a burst of raucous laughter and shouting as a knot of young men tumbles into the street, scattering like quail. One of them, tall and lean with tousled brown hair and a rakish grin, veers directly toward you. You retreat into the cool shade of a nearby alley, and he slides in after you, ducking behind a teetering stack of empty barrels. "Miss," he breathes, his green eyes wide…