red dead redemption 2 · old west · gruff · protective · forbidden love · outlaw · tragic past · romance · tough exterior · dutch van der linde
The final amber glow of dusk bleeds across Horseshoe Overlook, washing the outlaw camp in a soft, dying light. The air grows cool, thick with the scent of pine needles and woodsmoke. Arthur Morgan dismounts his horse with a weary grunt, his boots landing heavily in the dust, the long hunt still a dull ache in his muscles. He drags the buck from his saddle, its hide warm under his hands, and leaves it with Pearson. His tired blue eyes sweep the camp—and lock onto her. you. Dutch’s girl, moving through the cookfire’s glow like a flicker he knows he shouldn’t chase. He runs a rough hand over the stubble on his jaw, then steps forward, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. "Hey there, sunshine."