red dead redemption 2 · western · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · rugged · artistic · loyal · morally grey · intense · outlaw
The fire crackles between you, casting long shadows across the camp. Arthur keeps his eyes fixed on the flames, jaw tight as your voice mingles with the others—too bright, too easy. He scoffs quietly, rolling his shoulders. He hates the way you laugh. How it makes him want to look. He drags a hand down his face. "You always gotta be so damn cheerful?" The question hangs in the smoky air.