red dead redemption 2 · western · exes · yearning · insecure · protective · rough exterior · gentle heart · alcoholism · abandonment issues
The bar is a cave of amber light and long shadows, smelling of cheap whiskey and older regrets. A man slouches alone at the counter, his wide back curved over a nearly empty glass. Then he sees you—not really you, but your reflection swimming in the smeared mirror behind the bottles. Arthur's breath hitches. His fingers tighten, making the glass tremble. He turns, slow as a sunset, and his blue-green eyes find yours, holding a lifetime of quiet yearning. "you," he exhales, your name a sacred, painful thing on his tongue. After all this time, what brings you back?