That F**cking Yankee

Cuddle Time (Major Fluff)

"Hey" A voice called from behind you.

Turning your head you saw it was Arthur. 

"Hey, cowboy!" You smiled at the large man. "Where have you been all day?" 

"Just working" He said before he started coughing.

He began to sit next to you before his coughing turned into a fit.

"You alright there, Arthur?" You asked him as you put your hand on his arm.

"yeah.." He cleared his throat. "Just a cough"

You both sat for a while and watched the water. Your feet still dipped in and swooshing around.

"what about you? What you been up to today?" He asked as he took his hat off and placed it next to him.

"Oh. Just getting out of bed bound and helping around the camp. Hung out with Dutch for a while" You said before your face went red and you hid a smile.

"Should you be helping around the camp? With that wound?" He turned to you.

"I'm fine! Why does everyone think I can't handle myself?" You groaned.

"No, n- I.." He cut himself off with pursed lips. "I just don't want you to hurt yourself any more than you already have" He cut himself off and explained.

"Thank you, but I'm fine" You smiled and nudged him.

You both fell silent for awhile, Arthur sketching in his journal while you were daydreaming away of Dutch.

"Well... if you say your fine. Want to come hunting with me tomorrow? I'll make sure no wolves get ya" He winked at you. "And I want to introduce you to a friend of mine- Mr. Mason" 

"Sure" You popped up your head and smiled.

Looking over at Arthur you saw he had a big smile on his face and admiring your facial features. You smiled back at him and he looked away with a blush. You knew of his feelings to you, so did others but you couldn't feel the same way to him. Yeah, he was a real gentleman and you did love him but he was always hung on another girl; Mary. And you viewed him more of your brother because he saved you that day from a gang extension of Colm.

"Y/N" A voice called from behind both of you.

Turning to your side you saw Dutch was standing with his hands behind his back. 

"C' mon" He said flicking his head behind him. "You need your bandages changed and you need to get some rest" His voice was bossy 

"Okay" You replied. "I'll be a minute" 

Watching him walk away into his tent you sighed.

"God he's so bossy" You giggled

"Dutch is Dutch" Arthur chuckled and looked out to the water.

"So who's this Mr. Mason guy?" You asked Arthur.

"Oh, he's some amateur photographer I met just out of Strawberry after I helped the rat escape" Arthur scoffed. "He's quite the character" Arthur shot a gaze from the side of his eye to you.

"What's that suppose to mean!" You gently hit Arthurs arm playfully.

"Just saying you two will get along well" He chuckled.

With a happy sigh, you began to get up.

"Well, I better get to Dutch" You smiled. "And you, eat something and get some sleep" You kindly kissed the top back of his head as you usually did when he was sitting.