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[lovearthur]

How would Arthur react if reader thought it would be funny to shave half of Dutch's mustache?

𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 (𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒏 𝒙 𝒈𝒏!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓)

𝓑𝓔𝓕𝓞𝓡𝓔 𝓨𝓞𝓤 𝓡𝓔𝓐𝓓! gn!reader . horseshoe overlook chapter . dutch and molly mention . arthur can not stop giggling and laughing at dutch's failed facial hair

u thought it'll be funny.

well to you, yes, but dutch himself? maybe not...

as the sky changed from pretty orange-yellows to dark blues and black into the darkness of the night and u made sure everyone either turned in for the night or were drunkenly passed out before u quietly made the way to the tent that held in miss molly o'shea and dutch van der linde. molly was in deep sleep by now, sleeping like an angel even. dutch was sleeping as he was sitting on the wooden chair, close to molly. u took a few steps closer to dutch, the floor creaking slightly with each step.

u kept ur touch light and fragile as u angled dutch's face just right. his facial hair was thick, black, and real untidy. u never saw molly offer to help him out, so what if you just tidied it up? aslong as u didnt nothing bad, itll be fine. and u did just that. u carefully dragged the cut-throat razor across his prepped chin and jawline, tidying up the hair on his face. he did move slightly here and there, but u moved just in time so u didn't mess up, but as u continue, it felt like there was a devil on ur shoulder all of a sudden. what if u just... cut off a little more? just a little, no one will notice.

no. u wouldn't dare. he was the dutch van der linde, he should u kindness when he picked u up from the streets. but then again, itll grow back.. but no, u wouldn't.

after trimming his hair, u decided to cut a little extra, just a trim. nothing more, nothing less. u dragged the razor once more. “[name], what're ya doin'?” u flinched as a rough voice asked u. u swiftly turned around that u didn't realise u cut half of dutch's moustache off. “nothin'! i aint doin' nothin'..” u protested in a soft voice while u had the razor behind ur back. a low chuckle left his lips with that smirk on his face. "yer quite the woman, ain't ya?"

u cocked ur head to the side slightly since u didn't know what u meant until u turned to Dutch. his moustache was almost gone. u must have shaven it off without realising. u quickly made ur way to Arthur in case u woke up dutch. "sh-shit, arthur! he's gonna be so mad- i didnt even mean-." he wrapped an arm around u as u panicked slightly, but of course, Arthur found this hilarious. “it's alrigh', darlin'. it's alrigh'.. he ain't gonna be mad. he might not even notice.” he says, trying to contain his laughter at the sight. “'course he'll notice! it's dutch, he ain't gonna like it.” u rolled ur eyes in a playful manner as u nudged him.

u were sitting on Arthur's bed while he was sitting in the chair. his elbows on his knees as he was cleaning his gun with gun oil while listening to u rambling on about ur day yesterday since he was away, doing something for dutch as usual. after a little while, he quickly hushed u. with a nod of his head, signalling to listen to dutch and molly. “dutch.. love, what happened to ya?” molly asked softly as she looked up at dutch. “im fine, my dear.” he replied, softly dismissing her words. “i dunno, dutch.. yer hair on yer face is a little off.” arthur interrupted as he walked over to dutch. he looked in a hand-sized mirror, and his eyes widened slightly. u noticed arthur trying to stiff laugh, and so u nudged him in the ribs, reminding him not to make his laugh noticeable. dutch wasn't impressed, to say the least.

“goddamn it...” dutch mumbled under his breath.