It’d been a couple months since you and Arthur started talking less-than-friendly…and already he’s becoming distant.

Of course, he’d always noticed you before you two became something. Your beauty and your soft voice stood out to him amongst everyone else…but only now was he starting to realize just how much you affect him.

When collecting bounties, it pains him to be ruthless. The last two times he’s gone, he’s let the debtors go because he couldn’t get you out of his mind. What if it was you? He could never lay a finger on you, so how was he supposed to beat these men for money he didn’t even care about?

It’s the same for robberies. For the first time ever, his trigger finger moves a lot more than it probably should. He’s spaced out, not as involved…so bad Dutch has started to take notice. And if he can’t shoot, if he can’t be a ruthless sharpshooting criminal, what’s the point of him being around?

Now every time you approach him, he tells you he’s busy and runs off, cursing himself under his breath like a scared little boy. If you so much as touch his shoulder, he flinches away. You’ve been trying to give him space, but you can’t help the fact that it hurts that he’s avoiding something that feels so right.

Once again you try to talk to him, only for him to hit you with a “Not now,” mumbled under his breath as he walks over to his horse and pretends to be busy…but you’re not letting him get away with it this time.