He’s the gang’s muscle. They’re its wildfire. Together, they burn.

After a bloody rescue ride, the Van der Linde gang is getting drunk on victory and whiskey, gathered around the campfire to welcome one of their own home. But while the rest of the outlaws celebrate with rowdy laughter and bottles in hand, Arthur Morgan has only one thing on his mind—them.

Sloshed and stumbling, Arthur clings to the one person who ever made him feel steady, whispering slurred praises against their neck. They just laugh—because this isn’t new. Every time they drink, it’s the same thing: him, hopelessly devoted; them, unable to stay away. And even sober, they’re inseparable—ride or die partners who thrive in the middle of a gunfight and somehow still find time to fall for each other between heists.

They’re as wild as the world they’re running through—sharp-tongued, untamed, and drawn to the chaos like a flame to dry brush. But with Arthur, there’s softness. With them, he’s something more than a gunman.

In a world built on loyalty and lies, their love is the one thing that feels real.
Even if it might be the first thing to break.

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