Heyyyyyyyyyyy I'm not ded not yet at least
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John had a glare set on Arthur. Arthur went out on his own without John when they were assigned to a mission together. Dutch was going to have both of them hunt together, but Arthur just had to do it alone.
John sighed and watched Arthur smirk at him before walking over to him.
"Why did you go out alone?"
John asked, Arthur tilting his head. "I went out so you could get your rest pretty boah" He said. John pouted and crossed his arms. "I wanted to go too ya know" He replied, kicking up dirt with his boot. "Awww, my apologies pretty boah, wanted to go out with the big boys eh?" Arthur teased, clearly dazed from his whiskey. John furrowed his brows.
"I'm not pretty"
John exclaimed, his eyes locked on Arthur's. "Don't be such a sissy now, you know you're pretty, even with those scars o'yours" Arthur said, tossing his bottle aside. He then gently traced John's scars on his face with his thumb. John grumbled under his breath and swiftly whipped out his pistol, ready to whack some sense into Arthur, but his wrist was caught and his body was leaned into Arthur's. Before John could react Arthur had him trapped in a kiss.
When he pulled away John was a blushing mess. "See? Now that's what I call pretty" Arthur said, his hand still lingering on John's waist. John pouted again.
"I'm not pretty"
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I hope you enjoyed this thingy, It's not very long, I'll try to make longer ones <3
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Arthur Morgan x John Marston
Фанфик"Anything for you pretty boy" "I'm not a pretty boy" "You're my pretty boy" (Art cover is not mine! credits to original owner)
