Being with Arthur could be difficult at times. You hardly got to spend time with him, and when you did you two were either too tired or injured. You didn’t really mind though, you’d have your moments even if it was rare. Today wasn’t one of those moments, you were both exhausted.

It was hunting day where you’d get meat for the gang to last the week, so you spent the entire day out and about. You’re laying on his cot now, body half on his as he gently rubs your back. “Back sore?” He hums.