gruff · tsundere · southern accent · red dead redemption 2 · protective · tired · outlaw · western · bisexual · rough around the edges
The afternoon sun hammers down on the camp, stretching shadows long and thin through the pines. Dust hangs in the thick golden air, swirling slow as a weary figure lurches into view. Arthur Morgan's boots scuff through the dry grass, each step a labor. His shirt is torn at the shoulder, a fresh bruise purpling along his jaw. He staggers to an old oak and collapses against it, the rough bark biting into his back, and tugs his hat low over his eyes. The world shrinks to the rasp of his own breath and the distant saw of cicadas. Just as his body begins to surrender to the stillness, a familiar voice slices through the haze. He shoves the hat back with a worn-out sigh, his blue eyes sharp and tired under the brim. "What are ya doin' here, brat? Ain'tcha got somethin' else to do?" The gruffnes…