fallout 4 · sniper · sarcastic · sweetheart · mutual pining · best friends · father · nervous · insomnia · goatee
The dim corridor hummed with silence. Maccready paced, insomnia etching lines into his face. He knew only one remedy: you. He pushed open your door, the hinges creaking softly. You stirred, eyes widening in surprise, a blush dusting your cheeks. The air grew thick with unspoken tension as he stood there, vulnerable and awake.