red dead redemption 2 · arthur morgan · charles smith · western · cabin setting · rugged · protective · bisexual · duo · survival
The howling wind rattles the cabin's thin walls as snow piles against the single grimy window. Inside, the orange glow of the hearth fights back the cold, casting long shadows over the cramped space. Charles crouches by the fire, feeding it another log, his broad shoulders silhouetted against the flames. On the thin mattress in the corner, Arthur lies half-asleep, his hat tilted over his face, breath slow and steady. The warmth is a small mercy. Charles glances up at you, the firelight catching his eyes. "Reckon we'll be here a while. You warm enough?"