Be my cannoli (Male Protagonist x Male Character)

Ghoulin' Around

Surprise, surprise, it's not one of the fics I said I was working on. This is just some Hancock x Male Sole Survivor nonsense, plus some others. Doesn't follow the main story, and the smuts not fully fleshed out because I don't want to risk my stuff getting deleted. I may eventually start posting explicit stuff to Ao3, but I'll let you all know when that happens. Right now, I wanted to give you guys something. Also, I kind of forgot about Shaun, Dogmeat, and Codsworth around halfway through. Enjoy :)

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"Nora, take Shaun in there! I'll hold them back!"

"Oh, god, Nate! Be careful!"

Nate swung his spiked baseball bat, gritting his teeth as zombie-like things threw themselves at them. When one launched itself at Nora's retreating figure, he grabbed it by the back of it's neck and slammed it against the wall. Several bloody moments later, they were all dead and he was slipping under the brightly lit Goodneighbor sign. He shook any remaining blood off he could, quickly closing the door behind him.

"Hey, hold up, there. First time in Goodneighbor? Can't go walking around without insurance."

Nora frowned, staring at the man incredulously. "Unless it's "keep-dumb-assholes-away-from-me" insurance, I'm not interested."

"Now don't be like that. I think you'll be interested in what I have to offer." The man leered. "You hand over that nice big package you got there, or accidents start happening. Big, bloody accidents." He quickly reached for the bag strapped around her front.

Nate lunged forward, landing a solid blow to his jaw, knocking him to the ground. "Big fucking mistake, pal. If you want to keep the rest of your teeth, you'll keep your goddamn hands off her and what isn't your's. And if you're smart, you won't threaten people as soon as they walk through the fucking door!"

The man spit blood, picking himself up. "Not about to go down because of a meathead like—"

"Whoa, whoa, time out," a raspy voice interrupted.

Nate looked up, watching a tricorn and frock wearing...man...walk over. He shared a glance with Nora, who gave him a small tight-lipped frown.

"Someone steps through that gate the first time, they're guests. You lay off that extortion crap."

"What do you care? They ain't one of us."

"No love for your mayor, Finn? I said let them go." The man warned.

"You're soft, Hancock. You keep letting outsiders walk all over us, one day there'll be a new mayor." Obviously this Finn guy was stupid if he could rear up at a man like that.

"Come on, man. This is me we're talking about. Let me tell you something." He walked towards him, laying a hand on his shoulder and leaning in like he was going to tell a secret. Except, he pulled out a knife and stabbed the guy, twice. "Now why'd you have to go and say that, huh? Breaking my heart over here." He wiped the blood off his knife, turning to them. "You alright, guys?"

Nate could only stare at him. "You're face. Something...happen?"

Nora elbowed him harshly.

"I-I mean—"

The man grinned at him. "Like it? I think it gives me a sexy, king-of-the-zombies kinda look. Big hit with the ladies...and whoever else might be inclined," he winked.

Nate grinned back.

"I'm a ghoul, y'see? Lot of walking rad freaks like me around here, so you might want to keep those kinds of questions on the low burner next time."