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    “Hey.”

    Charles looks up, squinting against the sun, and focuses on the figure looming above him. It’s a bright day on the mountain, and all this damned snow is doing nobody any favors. “Arthur,” he says. “Good morning.”

    “Huh? Yeah, mornin’.” Arthur tilts his head, scratches at his jaw, and tucks his chin down towards his chest. It’s a very particular mannerism, one that Charles has watched him perform countless times.

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    Charles just wants to be treated nice. Arthur's all too willing.

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    “Can’t remember the last time someone was gentle with me like this. Don’t know if anyone ever was.”
    “I think I understand.” Arthur’s thumbs trace circles on hot the skin beneath them; Charles’ calloused fingertips brushing back. “It ain’t the same, course, but… Most nights I go to sleep knowing the last hands on me tried to kill me. Handshakes and dancing with Mary-Beth... It’s nice but it ain’t— It ain’t like…”
    “It ain’t like this?” Charles guesses, and Arthur don’t breathe.

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    Sean tells Arthur a secret about Charles Smith. One that's gonna make Arthur lose his damn mind.

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    "Arthur, I ain’t—”
    “You ain’t queer, Charles, so you've said... But I am.”
    “No, you’re not,” he says, but his eyes rake Arthur head to toe. “You are not.”
    “Assure you that I am.” Arthur can’t make himself clearer.
    “Prove it."
    The world stops. Right there.
    “How exactly would you like me to prove it?” Want slips into Arthur’s voice, greed, he can’t help it. He doesn’t want to help it. “Can you think of a way?”
    Charles’ eyes widen and in an instant, any fear vacates his face, replaced with something Arthur recognises immediately, knows by instinct. Jesus, he can’t hardly believe his eyes.
    Desire.
    Arthur don’t need more invitation than that to sink to his knees.

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    The last shot is accompanied by the trail of a cry, shrill, angry, fearful. Arthur lowers his revolver. Blinks. Tongues at a bloody tooth from getting hit while strangling an O’Driscoll, spits red mucus onto one of the bodies on the floor.

    The crying starts up again, as if sensing Arthur’s confusion. For a moment, Arthur thinks it must be some poor lady these savages have taken alongside the house, but quickly knows it to be untrue. It’s too—wet, pointless in a way only the young can manage, knowing that something is wrong but not knowing what. Just a shout, not the bellowing anguish of someone who knows what god-awful situation they have been put in.

    “Christ,” he says, once, twice. “Christ.”

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    Arthur accidentally adopts a baby, and, despite his best judgement, ends up starting to raise him. He falls in love with Charles along the way.

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    It’s far from the first time he’s been shot, but it’s never bled quite so much before.

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