Arthur Morgan x John Marston

Wait

Suggested by blueblossom15

John and Arthur had gotten into a fight. Usually they would get along just fine, but, not this time. Arthur had left the second John told him to leave. He loved that man with all of his heart, and it broke him...to hear those words.

John sat back in a chair holding his head in his hands. He regretted saying those things to Arthur. All he could do is think of him. They were supposed to be mad at each other right? not feeling guilty for saying the truth. 

Truth

Was it really the truth? Telling Arthur to stop going out by himself, yet he told him to leave? John sighed leaning back in his chair. His thoughts would not stop running. He had- John's door bursted opened and a panicky Javier came through. "J-John! its-its Arthur! he was hurt badly!" He explained. John instantly sat up without a second thought, and ran. "Where is he!?" John shouted, Javier pointing to Dutch outside. John nodded and ran downstairs as fast as he could, nearly tripping over his own foot. Again without a thought, he shoved himself through the crowd of people and saw him. 

His eyes widened at the sight. He had never seen Arthur so weak, it was....scary to look at. "Arthur..?" John said quietly, kneeling down. Arthur turned over slowly and smiled. "H-hey pretty boy-" A cough had caused him to stop. John felt so many things right now. Anger, guiltiness, sadness, and Hatred.

 Who did this to HIS Arthur!? 

John was quickly taken out of his angry thoughts as a hand gently grabbed his own. "I'm Sorry-" John instantly cut him off with a hug. It was not his fault. It was John's, he told him to leave and he caused Arthur's injuries. "Shh, don't talk" John whispered, effortlessly picking up Arthur bridle style and bringing him to his room. 

Gently, John set his lover onto the bed. "goddammit!" John had cursed under his breath, angry at himself. Arthur frowned and reached out for him. "It's not your fault-" "Yes it is!!" John said, cutting him off again. "I told you to leave and you got hurt!" John explained, tears forming in his eyes. Arthur gave a concerned face. "John, look at me," He began. "I don't care if you say It's your fault, I was stupid and got myself injured while in a weak state" He said, pecking John's lips. 

John immediately turned beat red and turned away. "Lay with me?" Arthur asked softly. God did John love when he talked that way. John nodded and carefully maneuvered himself till he was right beside Arthur. "I'm sorry Arthur, it was wrong of me to tell you to leave, I....I love you so much" He whispered, his head fitting perfectly between Arthur's head and shoulder. Arthur smiled. "I love you too"

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Thanks so much blueblossom15 for suggesting this! I had a great time writing it!