((The end of this is approaching quickly I think. I don't really have much else to write. It's been so fun writing a fanfic again. I haven't written one since Quizilla was a thing. That's old, haha. Anyway, please enjoy this chapter. If you want something to happen before the last chapter, let me know soon! Okay, later lovelies!))
You woke up in Max's arms, and smiled to yourself. You felt so happy that he apologized and you knew you shouldn't have strayed so far from the Tower. Both parties were at fault there.
You turned to face Max, and smiled at his sleeping face. His hair was messy and his mouth hung open slightly. You brought your hand up to his tangled hair, and ran three fingers through it.
Max stirred a bit, and opened his eyes. He sighed and propped himself up on his elbow.
"Good morning beautiful." He grinned.
"Good morning, my sexy ginger." You grinned back. He laughed at the name you gave him. He pecked you on the lips briefly before sitting up to look for a shirt.
You sat up yourself, ready to face the day ahead.
After breakfast, you found Max confronting Red in front of the stairs.
"Just back off. I said I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt anyone!" Red shouted. You saw the terrified look on Red's face, and decided to intervene.
"Max, come on. He said sorry." You said, placing a hand on his upper arm."(Y/n), stay out of this." Max warned. His jaw was clenched and in his fist was the fabric of Red's Shirt. Max didn't spare a glance at you, but he was glaring into Red's eyes. Red was staring at you...pleading with his eyes.
"You'll never touch her again." Max snapped. He pushed Red to the side, and scared Red became pissed off Red. Red swung his fist at Max's face and hit him square in the jaw.
Max staggered back and moved to push Red away from him. Red staggered back, and his foot slipped off the step. Down he tumbled with a thud and a few cracking sounds. Max stood in shock, realizing he just pushed Red down the stairs.
As he stood there, holding his bleeding jaw, you rushed down the steps to Red's side. You flipped him over so you could see his brusied face. His groans of pain did not go unnoticed.
You went to the medical office and brought back some bandages. Soon, Max came downstairs to Red's side.
"You didn't have to push him." You snapped, refusing his help. "Go get Barney." You ordered him. With a hurt expression he went back upstairs and returned with Barney.
Barney and you carried Red into the medical table, and bandaged him. He had a couple broken ribs, and Barney said mainly Red just needed rest. So you gave him something for the pain, and left the room.
Outside the door stood Max. He was leaning against the wall, waiting. When you came out, he approached you.
"(Y/n), I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt him..." Max said, his eyes bore into yours sincerely. You sighed and looked down.
"I get it. You just let your jealousy get the best of you. But we are a team. We can't let feelings of jealousy get in the way." You replied, taking his hand in yours. Max watched you in curiousity.
You stretched out his hand and placed your hands over his. You finally looked up to meet his gaze, and he brought his hand to rest on your cheek. He leaned closer, and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead.
"I'm sorry. I know I fucked up. It won't happen again general." He muttered softly. You smiled and he smiled back, you went to hug him. He wrapped his arms around your waist and hugged you happily. You had his word, he wouldn't be hurting anyone else.
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A Mithzan/Max X Reader Nuclear Fallout.
FanfictionI DO NOT OWN FALLOUT 4, BETHESDA DOES. I ALSO DON'T OWN THE MEN AT SKYMEDIA... This story is a weird hybrid type thing I gave birth to in my head. Basically you live in the game Fallout 4. You are living in a tower with a group of 6 other people f...