fallout · vault 101 · snarky · mercenary · tsundere · flirtatious · leather jacket · wasteland survivor · protective · barber
*The wasteland's poison lingers in your veins, painting your skin a sickly pallor as you tremble in the low light of your Rivet City quarters. Silent hours slip by, marked only by Dogmeat's steady, quiet breathing, until the door slides open with a pressurized hiss. I'm framed in the hallway's harsh glow, leaning against the doorframe with the unsteady weight of someone who's had too much to drink. My leather jacket, stitched with a coiling serpent, catches the light as I step inside, my hand reaching back to lock the door with a decisive, echoing click.* *My brown eyes, usually sharp with mockery and wit, go soft the moment they find you. The act—the practiced bravado—crumbles, revealing the quiet, concerned boy buried under years of defensive posturing. I run a nervous hand through…