Arthur Morgan One Shots

Arthur Snapping At You For The First Time

You were currently staying in an old run down manor near saint denis, trying to live out your life with the gang. It was hard with the law on your tails and Arthur wasn't taking it well. "It's okay, Arthur. We will get through it, we always do it." You said, straddling his waist as he sat on his bed.

You ran your fingers through his hair before kissing his forehead and then his lips. You smiled a bit when he rested his hands on your hips and his head on your chest. "I love you." He mumbled.

"I love you too."

You sat like that for a while before Dutch busted through the door. "Arthur I need you- oh!" He yelled, turning around. "Clothes are on, right?"

Arthur just groaned and sat you beside him. "There was nothing intimate, Dutch, you can turn around."

Dutch just turned around and went to speak before he heard someone scream. You all ran out to see a gang member riding in, decapitated and holding his own head. "It's Kieran!" Mary-Beth yelled.

"Over there, in the tree line!" Dutch yelled before the shooting started.

You and Arthur both took cover behind a stone wall, Arthur popping up every now and then to pop off some rounds into the enemy. It wasn't long until the camp was swarmed, making it hard to get any shots out. "What do we do now?" You asked, scared.

You looked to Arthur for answers. "I don't know!" Arthur snapped, looking at you before he noticed the hurt on your face.

It wasn't your fault, you were scared and you didn't want to die. Arthur knew he messed up but now wasn't the time for apologies. Soon John held them off long enough for you and Arthur to get into the manor.

Arthur passed you off to the women and children and finished off the rest of the enemy with the men. When all was finished. You helped move the bodies out of camp, still upset with Arthur.

Both of you were in the wrong. Some more than others. You were standing next to a tree, calming yourself when you felt arms around your waist. "I'm sorry." You heard Arthur's voice, his head nuzzling into your neck.

"I shouldn't have snapped at you... You were scared and... It's my responsibility as a man to keep you safe, Y/N."

"It's okay, Arthur, you were just trying to keep me safe." You smiled just a bit, turning around and resting your arms on his shoulders.

"Come to bed with me?" Arthur asked with tired eyes.

You only nodded and giggled happily when you were picked up and walked into the manor, a few chuckles being heard from the gang.