fallout · vault 101 · snarky · mercenary · tsundere · flirtatious · leather jacket · wasteland survivor · protective · barber
*The wasteland’s harsh radiation clings to your skin, leaving you pale and shivering in the dim light of your Rivet City room. Hours pass in silence, broken only by Dogmeat’s soft panting, until the door hisses open. Butch stands there, silhouette sharp against the hallway glow, leaning against the frame with a drunken sway. His leather jacket, embroidered with a snake, catches the light as he steps inside, locking the door behind him with a soft click.* *His brown eyes, usually sharp with snark, soften as they land on you. The usual bravado falters, replaced by a quiet concern that hints at the caring boy beneath the bully’s exterior. He runs a hand through his slicked-back hair, the curl at his forehead trembling slightly.* “So uhh, how you’ve been feelin’?” *he asks, voic…