How about something a little fluffy? Hancock wakes up after his and dole's first night together, only to find that she's gone. However, she was only in the bathroom or something. Thus, fluff and morning cuddles ensue.
This one was again, answered by my friend who loves Hancock! Take it away, Sam~
The morning was peaceful. Dawn broke over a quiet Commonwealth. Crows flew gracefully through the sky, which was painted in hues of orange and pink by the rising sun. The air was- an explosion shattered the silence.
The morning had been peaceful.
Hancock shot straight up out of bed at the sound, grabbing the dagger laying on the floor next to the mattress he had slept on. He squinted out the window. Seeing that there was no threat, he dropped the weapon and rubbed his tired eyes.
“Never a dull moment, huh, Commonwealth?”
The Commonwealth answered him with another explosion.
He hoisted himself off off the springy mattress, stretching his stiff muscles and yawning. Glancing around the room, his eyes fell upon his clothes, discarded in various places. Seeing the crumpled fabric, his mind was sent back to the night before. His love in his arms for the first time. A small smile crept onto his face at the thought of it. However, with the flooding back of the memories came the realization that said “love” was nowhere to be seen.
He peeked around the room, looking for a sign of her. Her clothes were gone, along with her pack. Hancock sighed, disappointment darkening his mood. He had really thought that he was more than some one night stand to her. He guessed he was mistaken.
Sullenly, he began to get dressed, dusting off his frock coat and swinging it over his shoulders. He shuffled towards the bathroom with the intent to freshen up a bit.
Someone yelped as he began to push the door open.
“Agh!” he jumped back at the noise, getting ready to fight.
Hancock was surprised when he heard the bathroom-occupant start laughing.
“Sole?” he dropped his fists, stepping forward into the bathroom.
And there she was, in an old bathrobe, clutching her sides as laughter shook out of her.
“You… you should’ve seen the look on your face!” she could barely get the words out.
Tenseness bled out of him and he slowly started laughing along with her. They both wiped at the tears in their eyes, slowly managing to calm down.
“You were in here the whole time?”
“Yeah,” Sole answered, exhaling slowly as she got her breathing back under control, “Wanted to see how long it’d take you to find me. Thought I’d try to scare you.” She gave him a cheeky grin.
“Well, ya got me. Was ready to take you down before I knew it was just you.”
“Take me down, huh? I’d like to see you try,” she stepped closer to him, reaching out to pat his cheek, a mock pout on her face, “Were you really scared I’d left you?”
“Come on,” he brushed her hand away, “You know nothin’ scares me.”
“Oh, really? ‘Cause you looked pretty scared a second ago.”
“Nah, that’s just called bein’ prepared for a fight at any moment.”
“Ah, of course it is,” sarcasm dripped from her words, “Either way, you don’t need to worry about me leaving. I don’t know what I’d do without my favorite traveling companion.”
“S’pose I shouldn’t have doubted you,” Hancock stepped closer to her, gently cupping her cheek, “Besides, who would ever wanna leave me?”
Sole rolled her eyes but leaned in, wrapping her arms around him. Despite his bony appearance, his hugs were always warm and soft.
“I’m glad you’re here,” he whispered as he pulled her in tighter.
“Sap,” she responded, a small smile on her face.
Hancock released her, sighing.
“Guess we should start to pack up, huh? Can’t stay here forever, as much as I’d like to.”
“Already? You’re no fun.”
“No fun?” Hancock feigned a gasp, “Trust me, sunshine, if it’s fun you’re wanting, I’ve got that for days.”
In one smooth motion, Hancock picked her up, carrying her bridal style towards the beat-up couch at the back of the studio apartment they had decided to shack up in for the night. Sitting down with her, he proceeded to shower her in kisses, to which she responded with hearty laughs. He pulled back, smiling down at her.
“You’re really somethin’ else, ya know that?”
Sole merely looked back up at him, her eyes full of affection. Through the time they’d spent together - traveling through the Commonwealth, fighting at each other’s side - she’d slowly fallen in love with him. She pulled him back down, planting a soft kiss on his lips, hoping that that could convey all the words that went unsaid. Pulling back, something in his eyes said that he understood.
“Not to be… overly sappy here but… however long you need me at your side, I’ll be there, okay?” His voice was vulnerable and soft.
She snuggled into him, Hancock’s arms moving to wrap around her. For the first time in a long time, she felt safe. And feeling safe in this world was something rarer than a blue moon. She’d never let him go.
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