RDR2 one shots

Charles X Injured Reader Who Falls In Love

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Word count: 3002

This story takes place around Horseshoe Overlook and is a story about you, the reader, working to make everyone else happy and satisfied, without thinking about your own needs. During an escape you get shot, but cover it up so all the attention doesn't go to yourself, until someone special helps you clean it up!

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The spirits around camp had seemed happy, especially because of the fact that you just escaped the thick snow and lack of food up in the freezing mountains.

You had done a lot of contribution to the gang by buying supplies such as food, ammunition and medicine, hunting and of course robbing, (this depends on your honor of course), but despite all the big amounts of supplies you gathered for the gang, you also cheered everyone up by complimenting the other members for small things.

Of course, being helpful takes a price. Everyday the muscles in your body hurt from all the lack of sleep, food and health. No one knew but Dutch and Hosea had been suspicious about it.

The lack of sleep, food and general health made you feel melancholic most of the time.

Dutch and Hosea didn't want to push you too hard, so they decided to send you on a easy mission to get into town and pick up a few supplies - as if the earlier deliveries weren't enough.

"Sure! I'll go now," you said while you started walking towards the wagon when you felt dizzy.

Your eyes started getting foggy and your head spun around, forcing you to sit down so you didn't fall. You stared into nothingness as Arthur walked up to you with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Hey, how're you feeling?" You looked up to meet his eyes before answering with the very suspicious: "never been better."

He helped you get up on your feet as you walked over to the wagon. "Want me to come with you? I mean-" he was interrupted by an Irish accent, "oi, where ya goin?"

Arthur sighed ever so deeply as he turned around to see Sean leaning against the wagon. (I know he's technically taken by bounty hunters, but I couldn't think of anyone else lmao).

You let out a slight chuckle since the two of them gave of big and little brother vibes. "Sean, normally I would tell you to go away and bother someone else," he paused, "but now I have miss Y/N with me, so-" he was once again interrupted by the red head.

"Hey! I think it's up to Y/N!" Sean exclaimed as he watched Arthur sigh once again. "Hey, Sean, I've been kind of stressed out lately and I was going to tell Arthur about it on the way into town, so would you mind leaving this to us?" You carefully said as you didn't want Sean's feelings to be hurt.

He just smiled and said it's fine, so you and Arthur jumped on the wagon and drove through the woods.

"So what was you goin' to say?" You looked at him from your shotgun seat. "What?" Now he looked at you. "You told Sean you was goin' to tell me something. Well, what is it?"

You realized you owed him the explanation for helping you. "Oh, you know how much scores I've been bringing in lately?" You fidgeted with your fingers, "well, I guess I've just been very overwhelmed, you know?" It wasn't such a big deal compared to what Arthur had brought for the camp lately, but at least it was something.

"Yeah, well, I understand why you feel like that, and I know you're not goin' to like this but, you should tell Dutch about it," he said as he passed you a cigarette. You sighed; you thought Dutch wouldn't understand, but in fact he of anyone would. "Yeah, you're probably right."