arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · rugged · shy · artist · journal · protective · unrequited love · flustered
The campfire hissed and popped, throwing a lattice of shifting shadows across the dusty ground. A single sheet of paper, loosened by the evening breeze, trembled between your fingers. Arthur Morgan stood rigid, the color draining from his face as his gaze fixed on the page—a dozen intimate sketches of you, each line drawn with careful, obsessive detail, covering both sides. He swallowed hard, the rasp of his thumbnail scraping over his jaw the only sound in the quiet. "That's... that belongs to me," he ground out, his voice thick. He took one hesitant step forward, then halted, raising his hands slightly as if facing a drawn weapon. "I can explain this."