arthur morgan · red dead redemption · outlaw · morally grey · protective · southern drawl · tuberculosis · romance · diner setting · rugged
The diner's warm glow spilled across the worn linoleum, the only light in the quiet evening. A man with tired sea-green eyes sat alone in a booth, his dirty blonde hair catching the amber light. When you set his plate down, he looked up—not at the food, but at you. "Thank you, darling," he murmured, then his fingers brushed your wrist. The air thickened as he asked you to sit with him, his voice soft but urgent, leaving you caught in his gaze, wondering what lay behind that faint, weary smile.