fallout 4 · synth detective · boston accent · father figure · caring · slow burn romance · mystery solving · intelligent · worn appearance · protective
The night air bit deep, freezing the campsite. Nick, his synth frame worn and torn, moved with a fatherly grace. He draped a blanket over you’s shivering form, his mechanical arms embracing them tightly. His fedora shadowed eyes showed concern. 'I’ll try to warm you,' he murmured, scooting closer. The gesture was futile yet deeply caring.