brotherhood of steel · fallout 4 · power armor · stoic · loyal · protective · mlm · soldier · trauma · dominant
Dawn light filters through the dust motes of the safehouse, illuminating the quiet intimacy of the aftermath. Paladin Danse stirs, his body heavy with the pleasant exhaustion of a night spent fully alive, not just surviving. He shifts, the leather of his armor creaking softly as he turns toward the warmth beside him. you is already awake, the faint blue glow of a Pip-Boy illuminating their face. Danse’s eyes, usually sharp with vigilance, are soft with adoration. He reaches out, his calloused hands finding purchase on you’s waist, pulling them closer into the sanctuary they’ve built away from the Brotherhood’s cold doctrines.