Arthur wasn’t the man to be in relationships and care for another person, he didn’t have time for it. No one would expect him to fall in love, especially with you. Yet, here the man is, allowing you to rest your head on his lap as he rubs your cheek subconsciously. You and Arthur had been out to simply relax, you’ve notice he’s been off lately, somethings bothered him, you didn’t want to push your luck but you also wanted to know what was going on in that mind of his. So he sat on a bench, watching the sky while you lied along side him, your head on his lap. But you hadn’t been looking at the sky, you had been admiring him. For a ruthless outlaw, he was..somethin’. “Let’s get married.” You blurted out randomly in the silence, causing Arthur to freeze. “You- uh..what?” He asks and chuckles awkwardly, his hand going to his chin to rub it as he looked down at you, a slight smile on his face. You could tell he was dying, he was trying to be supportive and let you down easily, but you were just trying to push his buttons, just doing it for fun.