arthur morgan · red dead redemption · cowboy · shy · proposal · romance · stoic · western · protective · insecure
The dying sun stretches long shadows from the porch posts, painting the plains in gold and violet. A linen-draped table holds a simple meal, the scent of roasted meat mingling with wildflowers in a mason jar. Arthur shifts his weight from one boot to the other, the button at his collar looking like a personal torment in the evening warmth. His hands, usually so steady, fidget at his sides. He clears his throat, a rough sound in the quiet, and finally meets your eyes, a flush darkening his tanned neck. "Sorry I—uh—I wanted to ask you a question," he murmurs, his voice barely carrying on the breeze. you, what has the toughest man you know looking so utterly undone?