2 Works by TheVineSpeaketh in Fallout 4
"His cheeks burned with the realization. Candy’s fear wasn’t of what would happen should Danse say no. Her fear was that hopeful sort of fear, the fear one has when one is pleased, but out of their depth. She was afraid of what would happen if Danse said yes."
Paladin Danse still has confusing feelings about Candy, and this time, she isn't making it easy for him to keep his thoughts in check.
Tangentially related to "I May Not Have Answered Truthfully," but not necessary reading to understand this fic. Hancock/Sole Survivor is mentioned.
- Part 2 of Fallout 4 Late Night Drabbles
Fandoms: Fallout 4, Fallout (Video Games)
29 Aug 2017
It all started when Paladin Danse walked into the Red Rocket Truck Stop that Candy used as a home, opened the door to the garage, and found her being thoroughly fucked over her workbench by a ghoul in colonial clothes.
Needless to say, they need to talk.
- Part 1 of Fallout 4 Late Night Drabbles