Arthur Morgan | OneShots

Maybe just a little drunk

You hitched your mount and gave her a pat before walking into camp. Hunting was the best, you really enjoyed it. Dutch noticed and would often send you off on hunting missions that could last up to a week. This trip however, lasted for nearly a week and a half, and you knew that Arthur wouldn't be able to keep off you once he saw you walk back in. He always worried, worried that you would get hurt, taken, killed even. You just reassured him and went on with it.
"Welcome back miss y/l/n!" Hosea waved, smiling that sweet smile he always seems to have.
"Hey Hosea" you greeted, smiling back.

At the mention of your name Arthur sat up, dropping the bottle of whiskey he had been downing. Arthur was a nervous drinker, and only drank with the gang, or when you were gone.
You watched as he stumbled out of your tent, smiling and rolling your eyes. Arthur's hair was messy and his eyes were bloodshot, giving away that he had been drinking for a good bit now.
He made his way to you and nearly fell into your outstretched arms.
"Woah easy there big guy" you chuckled, practically having to hold him up.
Arthur hugged you tightly, sobbing a bit into your shoulder. He was always the emotional, affectionate drunk.
"Aww hey, there there" you ran a hand up the back of his head comfortingly.
"I-I missed yew.. s'all" he stuttered.
"I know you did, I missed you too Arty"
"Y-you did!?" Arthur shouted, louder than he realized.
You laughed "Sweetheart of course I did!"
Arthur stumbled again, causing you to nearly fall. In that instant you took him back to the tent.
"C-can you just hold me for a bit" he hiccuped  
"Always" you whispered, messing with his hair, it helped him fall asleep.
Arthur settled into your chest, and soon you heard soft drunken snores. Smiling, you also closed your eyes.

I LOOOVE writing Arty drunk it's just-
Soft!!
Typos? Probably.. sorry *shrug*
Bye!' Lemme know whatcha think!!!