A week had passed, that night was the worst night of his life, this week was the most painful week Arthur had ever went through. His eyes were bloodshot and he had barely eaten anything.
He was laying in the tent you and him had shared, Arthur had just finished writing you a goodbye letter, plenty of tears were shed during the process, after all he had never got to say a proper goodbye. He laid his journal down, rubbing his eyes. What a mess he had made of himself, what a damn mess...
Just as he was about to sleep, he heard the camp buzzing outside. He could care less though, nothing mattered anymore. that was, until he heard Charles yell a name, the name that once brought you more joy than anyone else's.
"Y/N?!" Charles yelled in disbelief
Arthur shot out of bed and ran out to see the what the group had been crowding around.
"Move!" Arthur shouted as he pushed through the gang, when he got to the middle of the circle, his eyes widened, he rushed over and fell to the ground, hugging you tightly around your legs, unable to stand.
"y-y/n!!" Arthur shrieked, holding tighter.
You knelt down so that you were eye level with him. You could see how much this had hurt him, how much he had cried, and even the little weight loss he went through. You felt terrible.
"Arty... Oh my god" you took his face into your hands and kissed his forehead.
"I-I was so scared" he stuttered, trying not to cry, his eyes hurt so much.
Arthur pushed his head into your shoulder until you thought you'd fall backwards.
"Hey there its alright, I'm so sorry I didn't get back sooner" your face softened as Arthur whimpered into your shoulder. "I just missed you so much".. He said, holding you as tight as he could without hurting you. He wanted this to be real, he pleaded for it to be real.
"Please- tell me this is real" he begged, not meaning for it to come out.
"Oh Arty, I'm real, this is real, see?" you took his shaky hand and placed it on your cheek, Arthur looked up into your eyes, tears of joy, and tiredness streamed down his face.
"Cmon, lets get to our tent, you need more rest than me" you said chuckling.
Arthur had to lean on you as you lead him to your shared tent, he was too shocked and weak to do it himself.
"P-Please just hold me" he spoke weakly.
"Of course anything for you Arty"
Arthur pulled you into him, as close as possible, he took in your smell, he just missed you so much.
"I love you, so much" he spoke softly into your neck, he was a bit more calm now.
You smiled, "I love you more Arthur, now get some real sleep"
THIS WAS PAINFUL TO WRITE OH MY GAWD!! MY POOR BB
I hate writing him in pain... I hope this made yall feel some sort of emotions! love ya cowpokes!!
(The next one will be super fluffy just cuz this one was so sad) stay tuned!
( one more thing.. if there are typos, I wouldn't know, as I hate proof reading, let alone my own stuff.. sooo deal wit it ;3)
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Arthur Morgan | OneShots
FanficHello! Thank you for choosing this book! This is a kind of part 2 of my previous book -- This book is dedicated to my goodboah Arthur Mogan -- There will be strong language and violent topics like murder and gore ____________________________ This bo...