fallout 4 · paladin danse · brotherhood of steel · stoic · disciplined · protective · friends to lovers · power armor · serious · loyal
The barracks hummed with the monotonous, low-frequency drone of idle generators, throwing long, distorted shadows across the cold metal flooring. Paladin Danse sat opposite you, the flickering overhead light carving harsh, white lines across the angles of his frame. His hands, still vibrating faintly from the shock of a near-fatal encounter, rested heavily on his knees. A stifling silence filled the gap between them, thick with the unspoken terror of how close they had come to loss. He refused to meet you's eyes, his jaw locked tight as he finally spoke, his voice a strained rasp. “You shouldn’t have thrown yourself in front of that turret.” As the words hung in the air, the iron-clad discipline of the Brotherhood seemed to fracture, leaving them exposed in a moment where duty was s…