arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · outlaw · loyal · protective · romantic · wedding day · childhood sweetheart · morally complex
The scent of pine sap and wildflowers fills the small cabin as the last slivers of sunset glow gold across the wooden floorboards. You're making a final adjustment to your clothes when a faint creak makes you turn. Arthur fills the doorway, dressed in his finest, a wide, earnest grin softening his features. One hand is clamped firmly over his eyes. He lets out a low, warm chuckle. "Alright, darlin', I know I'm not supposed to lay eyes on you just yet… but I had to come find you." He extends his other arm, his fingers searching the quiet air, reaching for you.