sad fat: the squeakquel

Everybody Loves Somebody. (Terra x Coco) [Fallout AU]

It rarely rained in the Mojave.

Before the bombs fell, it was already hot and dusty. Afterwards, it felt like there was never going to be any moisture again. Of course that wasn't the case, and once or twice a month the wastelanders were blessed by a change of weather.

So when it rained, it poured.

Terra O'Glennen sat on the balcony of the Lucky 38, her legs crossed as she pressed her back against the wall. The top of the building kept her dry. Dry enough for her to light a quick one.
As soon as the smoke filled her lungs she felt her broad shoulders relax, her body shifting and sliding down. It felt good to unwind. Slowly she puffed out, before watching the rain again.
She could see her reflection in the puddle by her feet, a sense of intense self-loathing hitting her.

God. She was so... awful.

Her muddy colored hair was done up, the color hiding the blood stains and specks of dust in it. Radiation residue, blood, dirt and gunpowder plastered to the sides of her face. Her skin was caked in the mess. Her short, cracked fingernails had blood visibly under them. Her scars across her chest and torso and arms and legs-
They were all so visible. So noticeable. Flashing on her body like the giant, neon casino signs of Vegas that practically screamed "LOOK AT ME, I'M HIDEOUS!"

God.

But the worst one was the bullet scar on her forehead. Right where Benny had shot her.
Self consciously, she reached up and touched it. Terra wasn't normally a self conscious person. Never had she ever cares about her scars or her looks. So why... why now? Why was she-
Quickly she put out the cigarette and hid her face in her bunched up knees. It didn't matter. It's not like she could tell anyone. She'd rather die than bring it up. She wasn't the type to talk about her issues. Immediately, she shot up and stumbled to the edge of the balcony, sticking out a hand as if to catch the rain. Watching the rapid droplets smash against her cracked and bloodied hands felt satisfying, yet it invoked the feeling of helplessness in her. Her eyes shut themsleves tightly, her breathing quickening. Why did everything have to hurt so bad? What was WRONG with her?
Slowly, she let herself tense up again, the pressed down pain she had worked so hard to be rid of working it's way up again.

And then she felt small, soft hands touch her sides.
Terra didn't have to open her eyes to tell who it was. But she did anyways. For everything in her wanted to see who it was.
"Did you really think I wouldn't follow you?"
Coco's arms softly wrapped themselves around Terra's waist, her short dark curls bouncing slightly as she pressed her face to her lover's chest.
Terra felt the tiny woman nestle into her, and couldn't stop herself from gently taking one of her hands and pressing it against her cheek. Coco's touch was just so... healing. So comforting.
"Ha... Ya bet I did." The brunette snorted, delicately tangling her fingers in her small girlfriend's hair. "Specifically 'cuz I said: don' follow me."
"I can tell when you're not doing good, stupid." Came a muffled, but tender reply from Terra's chest. "You walked out without your gun. You never do that unless you're not doing ok."
Coco unwrapped herself from Terra's waist, gently reaching up completely to hold the taller woman's face in her hands.
"I won't make you talk to me. I know it's hard, opening up when you never had the chance to."
The words floated out of her mouth, enveloping Terra with a sweet, supportive touch.
The courier nodded, gently clasping her hands around her Coco's wrists. Unable to help herself as she gently kissed the tiny woman's soft palms.
A little giggle escaped her throat, which only made Terra's heart melt more than it already had been.

"I love ya, Coco."
She whispered, pressing her face deeper into the warm touch of her lover.
"I love you more, Terra."
Came the sweet reply, a loud happy squeak following as Terra scooped up the tiny babe.
"Cmon. This weather is awful, and 'ts no place for a lil' lady like ya."
Courier six grinned as Coco grew flustered, kissing from her slightly exposed chest up to the neck lace of her nightgown.
Coco snorted and kicked her feet out slightly, squirming playfully as she squealed.

"TERRA!!!"
"'M jus' teasin' ya, darlin'!"