This is a series of one shots from Fallout 3, Fallout New Vegas, and Fallout 4. I do not own any of the characters, of course.
All One Shots are in alphabetical order for your convenience.
Anything with an ➵ and a title has been reread, and (hopeful...
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I cleared my throat, "So, uh... What kinda stuff are you interested in?" I looked to Charon, a tall ghoul with a nice ass and fine biceps. Not that I checked. He shrugged a shoulder, the leather armor on his shoulder shifting. I sighed, "We should really find you a hobby. What do you like to do whenever your bored?"
"Never bored. You always have something interesting to do."
"Seriously?"
He gave a single nod. Him being quiet didn't effect our relationship. Not that we had a relationship... but still. I adored his soberness. It was reassuring and unsettling at the same time. Ahzrukal, for example... He stayed silent when working for that wretched man, and when free, killed him. He had a bunch of built up, silent, anger towards him, but still kept silent. It made me wonder if he was the same with me. I never planned on breaking his contract... Not until recently anyways. I looked to him as we walked, taking a folded, yellow paper from my pocket.
His eyes looked at it with emptiness, but behind the blank stare, I could sense a cold hatred for it. I unfolded it, and handed it to him. He took it after a moment of hesitation, and looked at me, confused about what he was supposed to do with it. I looked to him, "Rip it up."
He stared at me stupidly. His eyes never held many emotions, but confusion radiated off of him. I crossed my arms, "You're supposed to do what I say, so rip it up. Now." He stared at the paper in confusion. I smiled slightly, excited to see his reaction. We were currently atop a cliff in the Wasteland, scouting out some territory for my crew. I watched the ghoul as, with one last glance, he dropped the paper into the fire. He watched it burn, and even shot at it before it turned to complete ash.
I got more excited. What would he do now? Would he do the same with me as he had with Ahzrukal? Would he kill me and toss my body in the fire? Maybe over the cliff? Would he leave my presence, never to be seen again? It was exciting. Exhilarating, even. I watched him expectantly, but he stayed frozen. Eventually, tired of waiting, I spoke, "What will you do now?"
He stood up, and I rose alongside him, giddy with happy nervousness. He looked at the gun in his hand, and holstered it solemnly. Charon stood quietly for a while, thinking. I knew he was quiet, but his thoughts must have been screaming. His eyes met mine, and he quickly pecked me on the lips before turning his back to me. I expected many outcomes in this situation, but that was one I hadn't even thought of. I didn't hate it though... might've actually liked it. Charon looked at me over his shoulder, "I'm staying with you. If you'll have me."
"Course I'll have you. Who wouldn't?"
The edges of his lips turned... was he smiling? This man was just full of surprises today! The small smile definitely made him look good. I felt myself blush, and he noticed, "Tell anyone about this, and I'll blow your brains."
I smiled with a decent amount of sauve, "You really know how to make a person feel special."
