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𝐄𝐱𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: 𝑎 𝑓𝑒𝑤 ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑦 ℎ𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑎 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑐𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛'𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑.

𝑇𝑎𝑔𝑠: 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝐴𝑟𝑡ℎ𝑢𝑟 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑒, 𝑠𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑦, 𝑠𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑚, 𝑗𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑠ℎ, 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘, 𝐴𝑟𝑡ℎ𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠𝑛'𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑏 𝑐𝑢𝑧 𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑠𝑜

𝑁𝑜𝑡𝑒: 𝐼 𝑚𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑐 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝐼'𝑚 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 (𝑡𝑏𝑎𝑡𝑏ℎ) 𝑠𝑜 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑢𝑝 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 🥹

𝑆𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝐼 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔: 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟 𝑡𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑢𝑒 - 𝑟ℎ𝑐𝑝

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You and Arthur make it to an old abandoned cabin in the middle of nowhere after being pursued by bounty hunters for numerous hours. And although that being caught by said bounty hunters would most likely mean you and Arthur's death, it was thrilling to run from them, the wind blowing on your face as you nudged angel to keep her in a sprint, the way you and Arthur rushed to send the horses on their way and to scurry inside the cabin, it felt freeing, exhilarating.

"I am absolutely exhausted..." You groan, clutching your ribs as you gasp for air. Arthur tilts his head back as he gasps for air himself. You lower yourself onto the ground, away from any windows or open doors, Arthur eventually does the same, taking a seat next to you, a bit closer than usual.

"I reckon they'll be looking around so we should stay quiet for now." Arthur whispers, or attempts to as it comes out more as a growl than a whisper. You nod in agreement and purely focus on catching your breath. "Well, I must say. It was quite exciting to run from them.." you admit, flashing a cheeky smirk at Arthur, who is now staring at you, not saying anything.

"If the promise of death is exciting to you then... You're a bit odd don't 'ya think?" He chuckles, raising an eyebrow. "You know I didn't mean it like that..." You roll your eyes, snickering to yourself.

-

A few hours pass by and the sun has set, leaving the moon to be a light source.

"I think we should stay here tonight, I mean. We barely know this area as is, who knows what animals are waiting out there..." You mumble, taking a peek outside the withered wooden window. "I agree... I'll stay on lookout, you get some rest." Arthur says caringly, his eyes still glued to the outside, as if he's avoiding looking at you. "No, I can stay up. It's fine." You protest, furrowing your brows, and plus, you weren't feeling that tired anyways, all the more reason for you to stay up.

"Fine. But stay alert." Arthur groans, the way he rolled his eyes being audible. You smirk and keep your eyes scanning the treeline, watching out for any movement or sounds that seem out of place.

-

Nothing happens, so you and Arthur begin talking to each other. Sharing funny stories from when you were both young, gossiping about camp, and finally, the conversation had swiftly changed to the topic of feelings.

"I mean, I've only ever had two boyfriends before... One when I was a rebellious teenager, and one in my first year of running from the law" - "he ratted on me, so that didn't end too well." You admit, playing with a rock you found on the floor. Arthur's eyes scan yours for a few moments, before he looks back at the wall Infront of him, letting out a long sigh. "I actually almost got married once, I was too bad for her. Then I had a woman and son that I failed to make enough time for, they got robbed and killed, all for ten dollars." Arthur confesses, your eyes soften as he talks, feeling greatly sympathetic for his past situations.

"I'm so sorry Arthur, I never knew. That's horrible..." You apologise, placing a warm hand on his, trying to tell him that you'll be there for him when he needs it. "Thanks, y/n, I appreciate it." - "but, I can't do anything about it now. I gotta learn how to move on, no matter how troubling it is." He pauses, shifting his line of sight to you, a barely visible smirk plastered on his face.

"And-" - "And I think I've found someone that makes everyday easier for me..." He continues, his eyes glistening as he admires your features. You catch the hint immediately, but you stay silent, unable to form words that make sense, unable to form a sentence that'll tell him you feel the same. Because truthfully, you feel the exact same way, everyday you spend with Arthur, you feel at ease, as if you've finally found someone that you can relate to on a certain level.

"I said something stupid didn't I?" - "I remain a fool..." He mumbles, but you gently shush him as you place your palm on the back of his neck, pulling him into a slow, and gentle kiss. Arthur doesn't pull away, instead, he rests one of his hands on your thigh, and the other on your waist. Feeling for anywhere he could feel your warmth.

The kiss feels like forever as your soft lips remain cushioned against his.

Arthur shifts the hand on your waist to your cheek, wiping soft patterns on your skin. You gently shuffle closer to him, still keeping your lips on his. Now that your chest is nearly pressing against Arthur's, he places both hands on your waist as you shift both of yours to hang around his neck. At this point you're practically on top of Arthur, but that doesn't last for long before he gently lays you down on the ground, refusing to remove his lips from yours.

He keeps one leg in between yours, and the other resting to the side, you do the same. He trails his veiny hand down your side, tracing your subtle curves and soft skin as your shirt lifts slightly from all the movement. You place your open palm on his chest, and you use your other hand to play with his hair. Arthur keeps one hand pressed onto the floor to the side of your head the whole time as he kisses you softly, it sort of amazes you how such a rough, and dangerous man like Arthur could be so gentle, and caring with the woman he liked, as if you were a porcelain doll that he cherished to make sure you didn't break or fall apart.

Just as you start feeding more into the kiss, Arthur gently pulls away, giving you a kiss on the forehead and wiping a strand of hair away from your face before he rests on his side on the floor beside you. "Well, how about that." He says sarcastically, his eyes still stuck to yours. "You're a tease.." you scoff, a small giggle hidden underneath. "If I kept going I might've passed out.." Arthur says, taking a deep breath in, you decide to play his joking game, you turn on your side to face him.

"Because I'm so beautiful, I know.." you joke, resting your eyes shut as tiredness begins takes control of your body. Arthur hums in reply and gives you another kiss on the forehead before he rests against the wall behind him, falling asleep shortly after.

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Over looking the city. It's liberation to feel the possibilities of unsuspecting eyes.

//EEEEK IM WATCHING THE NEWS RN. SO COOL. I MISSED THE ACTUAL LAUNCH BUT ITS OK I'LL WATCH IT LATER

He's talking right now about what it feels like to be launched into space and I'm literally about to launch myself it's so insanely cool I'm so excited