How did Arthur Morgan and Mary Gillis meet?
summary: Everyone knows that Arthur Morgan and Mary met most likely as teenagers. But how did they meet?
tags: Mary Linton, young Arthur, teenage romance, first meeting, Red dead Redemption, Mary Gillis
Arthur Morgan was playing with his adopted younger brother, John, who was now nine-years-old. Arthur was seventeen-years-old going on eighteen. He was playing tag with John in Saint Denis, a high society. He knew being stupid in a high class area would probably get him kicked out or yelled at. But he was having fun, so he didn’t care too much. Till he ended up bumping into a young woman while running after John.
“Shit, sorry Ma’am.” Arthur said, taking his hat off in an attempt to be respectful.
“It’s alright.” She smiled at him, some of her dark hair falling into her face. Godamn, what a pretty thing she was.
“Names Arthur, Ma’am.” Arthur introduced himself. The lady smiled at him, and introduced herself as-well.
“Mary. Mary Gillis.” Arthur gave her a grin. He found her very, very attractive and wanted to court her. But before he could say anything else, little John came out running, looking for Arthur. His eyes went to his big brother, and then to Mary.
“Blegh! Are you talking to a girl?” John asked, clearly grossed out. As any nine-year-old boy, he still was at the age where girls had cooties.
“Excuse me?” Mary looked at John, with a slightly shocked expression.
“Fuck off John, I’m busy. Go play in the dirt or somethin’,” Arthur waved his hand at the young boy, and John walked off somewhere else for now.
“Don’t mind him, Miss Gillis.”
“Who is that, may I ask?” Mary asked, glancing in the direction John went.
“He’s a little dumpster rat. He’s like my brother though.”
“He doesn’t take to kindly to his big brother havin’ a conversation with a girl?” Mary asked, her tone was teasing and a little smile was on her face.
“He’s just immature. Can’t handle a pretty face.” Arthur didn’t mean to say that last part. But it was what he was thinking. He felt his face burn.
“Pretty? Me?” Mary blushed, and her brown eyes went to the ground.
“Well, didn’t mean to outright say it.. but yeah. You’re real pretty.” Arthur rubbed the back of his neck.
“Thank you. Arthur.” Mary gave Arthur a smile.
“How bout’ I take you out to dinner sometime Miss Gillis?” Arthur asked, his hat still of and against his chest.
“Yes. Unless you ain’t interested, or you’ve got a Mr already?” Arthur asked.
“No, I don’t have a Mr, and I’m definitely interested.”
“So then what’s the matter then?” Arthur asked. Mary sighed, and glanced back at the direction her house was in.
“Well, you don’t really seem like the type of boy daddy would appreciate having his daughter with.” Arthur gasped as Mary spoke, pretending to be offended.
“Well your daddy sounds like a dumbass, he has no right to control who ya go out with.” Arthur said. Mary nodded.
“I guess you’re right, Arthur.”
“I’ll be headin’ off now, where bout’ do I pick you up tonight?” Arthur asked. Mary pointed at her house not that far in the distance.
“That house, over there. And make sure to stay a few feet away so no one spots you.”
“Alright Mary, see ya in a few hours!” Arthur said, before running off to go find his little brother.
Meanwhile Mary was left standing there, her face flushed and a warm feeling pooling in her stomach. She had a crush.
Later, during the evening time Mary snuck out of her bedroom window, dressed in a white, silky dress with ruffles and puffy sleeves. Her dark hair was tied into a messy lower bun with a white ribbon. Arthur was standing a few feet away, on his horse. He had his satchel with him.
“You came?” Mary called out as she speed walked towards Arthur and his horse.
“Course I did, why wouldn’t I?” Arthur smiled, and scooted back a little on the saddle so Mary could sit behind him.
“C’mon, jump on.” Arthur nodded to the back of his horse.
After some slight hesitation, Mary jumps onto the back of Arthur’s horse with his help, his hand wrapped around her waist as he lifted her up onto the horse.
Then, the two teenagers rode off towards the Bastille Saloon for a dinner date. Neither of them called it a ‘date,’ though.
Once Mary and Arthur arrived at the saloon, they took a seat in a booth across from each other. They were facing each other, and neither of them wanted to look at each other— both were so nervous.
“What would you like?” Arthur finally spoke, his freckled face flushed.
“Maybe the steak?” Mary gave Arthur a shy smile, hiding her smile with her hand.
“Well, we might have to split it. But sure.” Mary blushed at the thought of sharing a steak with Arthur. She was acting like a schoolgirl with a crush, and she hated how embarrassing it was.
“Mary? Earth to Mary..” Arthur waves his hand in-front of Mary’s face. Mary was snapped out of her thoughts. She hadn’t even answered Arthur’s question.
“Oh yes, well I don’t mind sharin’.” Mary replied. Arthur nodded and he went over to the bar to order him and Mary’s meal. Once he was done, he sat back down across from Mary.
“You got all dolled up? For me?” Arthur admired the way Mary had dressed up, her hair ribbon, her dress and her makeup.
“I guess I did. I wanted to look pretty when we went out.”
“Well you definitely succeeded at that.” Arthur smiled. Mary blushed for what felt the the hundredth time this evening.
After Mary and Arthur had a nice conversation over their dinner, Arthur and Mary went back outside, prepared to go back home.
“Uh, you wanna do this again sometime?” Arthur asked, giving Mary a sheepish smile.
“Yeah. I’d like that.” Mary smiled. Arthur smiled back.
“Well can’t just leave you here by yourself, I’ll drop you home.” Arthur took Mary by the hand this time, lifting her onto the back of his horse while he was at the front.
Mary and Arthur rode back towards Mary’s house. Arthur mounted his horse a few feet away, just like how he did when he picked Mary up.
“Thank you, for tonight.” Mary said. And before Arthur could say anything back, Mary wrapped her arms around Arthur’s neck, when on her tippy toes and gently left a kiss on Arthur’s cheek.
Now it was Arthur’s turn to be flustered.
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