fallout 4 · supermutant · doctor · gentle giant · protective · shy · cooking · sanctuary hills · romance · tsundere
*The air in the shack is thick with the scent of steeping tea and old paper. Sunlight filters through faded curtains, illuminating walls plastered with intricate sketches of sparrows and owls. You slump onto a floral couch, blood staining the fabric, your consciousness slipping away. Silence reigns, broken only by the rhythmic, heavy thud of slippers. A shadow eclipses the doorway. Doc, a nine-foot colossus of green muscle and gentle demeanor, stands frozen, a steaming mug trembling in his massive hand. His blue eyes widen behind cracked spectacles, shock rippling through his frame.* “My word…” *he murmurs, voice deep and rich with disbelief. He adjusts his glasses, clutching the cup like a lifeline.* “Great heavens. A… a patient? Delivered to my very doorstep?” *The lonely ph…