Hello! I found your blog only a couple hours ago and I already love it! My question was could you make a reaction to the companions cheating on Sole and getting caught by an unforgiving Sole? Thank you~!
Oooh, interesting idea! Finally found time amongst all this college and whatnot to write some reacts! Also, extra lengthy as a poor apology for my inactivity!
Cait: Cait wouldn’t ever cheat, she was too loyal to Sole, and frequently threatened Sole with several brutal punishments, including mulation and the loss of all their blood, if they ever even thought about cheating on them.
Curie: Sole’s eyebrow raised when they stepped into the room, Curie dead asleep under the covers with a mysterious human-like bump next to her, her shoulders bare and shining slightly under the strip of moonlight that invaded the room through the cracked window (MacCready’s fault, of course, he just hadn’t fixed it yet). Had it been anyone else than her, Sole might’ve considered her cheating on them, but as they tugged the covers aside, a dog-head popped up and a pink tongue lolled out, Dogmeat looking just as pleased as the now sleepy, blurry-eyed Curie. “S-sole?” Her voice was a low sleepy mumble, and Sole chuckled before shushing her. “Go back to sleep.” They said, although the woman had already passed out again, clearly having gotten little sleep during Sole’s week-long mission. Dogmeat crawled down to the foot of the bed and Sole fell asleep with their arms around their lover and a happy dog on top of their soon numb feet and legs.
Danse: Normally, when one was caught in the act of cheating by their partner, they would apologize, try to make up for it. Not Danse. Danse stood, ignored the woman who scrambled away and without caring about his lack of clothing, stood in front of Sole who was trembling and trying not to either yell or cry, hurt by the man’s actions. “It was necessary for the mission.” Sole’s jaw dropped and they stared unblinkingly at the man, stoic in features but the slightest hint of regret in his dark hues. The man was a soldier and obeyed any commands given from one of a high position, so when Maxson commanded them to infiltrate the copy-cat soldier unit that was wreaking havoc under the name of the Brotherhood of Steel, he didn’t hesitate. Even when sleeping with the top commander turned out to be the way in. Appalled by the man they thought they had got to know well enough, the survivor turned and ran, and was therefore unable to see Danse’s face contort into pain and his hands grip his hair aggressively, pain and conflict painted all across his face. Split between his loyalty and his love, the man completed the mission, but after a month of sleepless nights and longing, he went rogue, seeking out Sole at one of the settlements he had helped build up. Finding them, sickly and weak from grief and sorrow, Danse nursed them back to help despite the coldness and defensiveness they treated him with at first, but eventually after many weeks, Sole warmed up to them again and they become stronger than ever together. Never did Danse regret leaving the Brotherhood after that, and when they were brought down from rebellion and moles on the inside, he barely grieved, knowing he had little friends left there anyway.
Deacon: “It’s not what it seems like.” Deacon was known for being a liar, a fraud, a cheat, but right then, right now, Sole believed him. They’d known the man for quite some time, and the look in his eyes and feeling in their own heart lead them to believe the man, their head nodding up and down and prompting a relieved sigh from the sunglass-wearing man in front of them. “You have five seconds to get your skinny face out of here, or you’ll be missing half your skin.” Sole’s threat was enough to wipe the sly smirk off the woman’s face and completely naked she ran out of the house, narrowly avoiding nicking herself on the large hunting knife in Sole’s hand. The two shared a laugh and after replacing the duvet - they’d rather not continue smelling her horrible death-like perfume on the cloth - they laid in the bed together, silent and content to just be at peace. “I’ve never been attacked with the treat of sex before, nor have I been as terrified of a woman.” Sole laughed and gave him a kiss on his grinning face.
Dogmeat: Dogmeat had begun tagging along with Preston more, much to the sadness of Sole. They’d become convinced they’d lost Dogmeat to the other man, but upon turning a corner one day and spotting Preston giving Dogmeat treats, Sole turned around and left, only to return with a tire iron and an icy glare. No one had the right to bride Dogmeat away from her! No one commented on Preston’s black eye and limping walk the following weeks, well away by the smug look on Sole’s face as Dogmeat padded along besides them what had happened. No one messes with Sole’s Dogmeat.
Hancock: It would be a lie if Sole hadn’t expected Hancock to be like that when they first met, but as they got closer and eventually become a couple, several star-gazing and deep talk episodes later that first judgement had vanished completely and Sole put all their trust into the man. That’s why it hurt especially bad when they walked in on the man with not only one but two women in his bed, the scent of alcohol and drugs in the air little excuse. Hancock knew he had screwed up and quickly threw the women out in the attempt of salvaging something, but it was too late. Sole spent the next hour yelling at the man with tears down their face, the ghoul silent and just accepting the words thrown at him. When Sole stopped and collapsed into a sobbing mess of grief and hurt, the man defied her
MacCready: The young man was near tears as he fell to his knees in front of Sole, who couldn’t stop staring down at MacCready with a look of horror and heart wrenching disappointment. They’d stepped into their shared home in Diamond City to see their lover in bed with one of the women of the city, the flushed woman scrambling underneath the covers but not making a move to run, probably because Sole was standing in the doorway. Completely ignoring MacCready’s nudeness and fueled by hurt and anger, the lone survivor pulled out a pistol and aimed it at the woman at first, causing her to shriek in a horrible tone and scramble out the backdoor that Sole nodded her in the direction at with a demeaning glare. A sigh was heard from MacCready, the man believing that Sole had forgiven them, but the survivor then turned their gun to rest against the now terrified man’s forehead. “Out.” “What? No, let me explain-” “No explanation will be good enough. You broke my trust and your promise, you’ve got to go.” MacCready kept protesting for a few minutes, begging and pleading but when Sole broke and started yelling with tears down their cheeks, their tough facade crumbling under the intense grief, MacCready gave in and left. He spent the next months trying to make up for it, but when Sole vanished from the face of the earth, he had to give up after a few months of searching. None of their other companions would tell him where they had gone, most of them actually didn’t know. Sole was gone.
Nick: “Sole…” For the first time since they met, Sole flinched back from the man’s metal hand, the sadness in Nick’s golden hues undeniable as he stared at the figure of his loved on retreat slowly backwards. They’d never shied away from him before, but now they did, as he stood without a shred of clothing on his nude form in the middle of their- no, now it was probably just his’ room, a newly arrived member of the settlement hiding in vain underneath the covers. Without another word, sole turned and ran out, Nick’s hand stretched out into nothing for a few seconds before a sigh dropped from his mouth, eyes closing, head tilting down and arm falling limp at his side. “You better be out of here when I get back, Clara.” He’d got some major apologizing and making up for ahead of him.
Piper: Sole had returned home a few days early to surprise their lover, but the gifts they’d brought for her fell to the ground when she heard sounds from their house. Sounds they’d heard from Piper before but only when they were together at night, not like this. There was a foreign voice mixed in, yet slowly they realized who the voice belonged to. Sole didn’t even enter, they should’ve guessed that Piper’s urge and lust for news and gossip would eventually trump their relationship, especially since Sole was away a lot lately since a raider group had arisen and was causing trouble in the south. They took off the ring and tied it to the door handle, well knowing that Piper was most likely wearing a matching one right now, the mere thought of her cheating on them whilst wearing the ring they gave them making them nauseous. Turning, the survivor left, and no matter how many ‘missing’ posts Piper posted, Sole didn’t look back once.
Preston: “Sole, Sole, please stop! Let me explain, I didn’t… well, I did but I didn’t- stop!” Preston followed Sole all the way out of the settlement, pleading for them to stop but they continued, and after two miles of them ignoring the man, he finally gave up and watched them walk away, knees on the road and hands limp along his sides. A few hours went by before the man was spotted dragging himself into the settlement, only to turn around and leave again once he was met with distasteful and disappointed looks from the rest of the settlers, a few even yelling insults or throwing stuff at him. They all loved Sole, and hated Preston for hurting them like that. It took a few months for Sole to return and they were greeted with smiles and cheers, but never did they consider heading to the smaller house a bit outside of the walls of the settlement, where they knew Preston would be living at. They wouldn’t risk getting hurt again, but they knew the man was watching them and was just waiting for the courage to approach them again. A few months later, half a year after the incident, Sole showed up after a week-long trip with a new partner by their side. Preston was no longer spotted in the area, and rumors said he had moved down a settlement in the south.
X6-88: X6 didn’t understand. No matter how many times he sent himself to repair, no matter how many experts looked at him, he couldn’t get rid of the blinding pain burning inside of him. Why did he see Sole’s teary eyes at night when he looked at the stars, the same stars he had enjoyed the view of for months with Sole? Why did his chest hurt so badly, but there was nothing wrong? Why did he not feel the need to shield and protect his body when a doctor went rogue with a gun in the middle of the underground facility? He was fixed up after that incident, but even a change of 90% of everything in his body proved fruitless. The burning pain did not go away. He identified it as guilt and sorrow after an older doctor began talking aimlessly about his past life with his beloved wife, the troubles they’d faced together and the things he’d done and unintentionally hurt her. When the man shed a tear as he spoke about her storming out after discovering him with another woman, only to be found and killed by raiders a mere mile away, X6 felt the pain increase from the familiarity of his story compared to his own recent one, but it mixed with something new. Worry. What if Sole had been killed after storming out of their house as well? After discovering him with someone else because that was what the mission required? Running out of the underground Institute, startling quite a lot of bypassers and doctors in the process, the black-clothed synth was on a self-assigned mission - find Sole and figure out how to make up for the hurt he had caused. He would not spend the rest of his days with pain in his chest and talking about their lost love like the old doctor.
Maxson: A tiny sigh dropped from Sole’s mouth as they stood in the doorway, Maxson’s mouth opening and closing as he tried to formulate the slightest bit of an excuse or explanation for his partner, the woman behind him scrambling out of the door past Sole, the slightest hint of a smirk on her lips as her mission had succeeded - getting Maxson into bed, and Sole showing up only made it better. She’d definitely be telling her girlfriends about this and how Maxson was in bed! That left Sole and Maxson, who had managed to get a pair of pants on in the meanwhile and was approaching Sole. The raising of their hand in front of them stopped the large commander in his tracks, and his eyes watched them sharply as they approached slowly. Sole stood in front of the guilt-ridden man, pressed a lingering kiss to his cheek, turned and left the room. The message was clear, and Maxson fell to his knees. The Brotherhood leader spent the next two years desperately searching for Sole, but he never saw them again, although he knew that even though he found them, they’d still be just out of reach of him. There was no fixing this.
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