#john hancock fluff

[strawberrykidneystone]

A Fallout 4 request, featuring John Hancock.

Nate (35) is the sole survivor but his younger sister (25) survived too. Nate is overprotective of his sister, kinda annoyingly so. Nate and his sister find Goodneighbor and meet Hancock, like a typical Fallout 4 play thru. They travel together. Sister is falling in love with Hancock because she sees how sweet he is and how ruthless he can be too. Is Hancock falling for her? Does he keep it on the down low? Sister is a bit shy, so she admires Hancock secretly. Mutual pining? Nate isn't too keen on how close they seem to be getting. Does Hancock secretly kiss the sister? Or does she kiss him first? Like what if Hancock gets a little injured and she takes care of him? Hancock is a little flirty while injured.

AHHHH I LOVE THIS ANON UR MIND!!!!

when hancock first met you and your older brother, he thought that the two fo you would be dead within the week, especially stumbling into a place like goodneighbor

he told the neighborhood watch to keep an eye on you two to make sure that no one gave you trouble, especially after your not so great welcome by finn

once the two of you are running around for a while, he truly sees how you're not just some chickens with your head cut off, but intentional about finding nate's son/your nephew

hancock sees how overprotective nate is of you and honestly doesn't blame him, after everything that his family has been through, but it sort of makes you a forbidden fruit for him

he flirts with you at the third rail whenever nate is off talking to maccready with an innuendo slipped in here and there, but nothing more than that really happens, and he doesn't expect it to

until the two of you were caught breaking into his storage room with none other than bobbi no nose

he was tickled pink when the two of you showed loyalty to a mayor you barely knew and talked it out peacefully with bobbi no where to be found afterward, but he was surprised that fahrenheit had given you ashmaker, which your brother immediately took away of course

nate had a shotgun on him at all times while he insisted that you have long-range weapons, you frequently switching between a sniper rifle and your beloved plasma rifle that you had spent so much time and money working on. the only thing that sucked was that the ammo cost an arm and a leg, so you usually had to save it for especially nasty enemies

the two of you went up to hancock's office after the incident and he thanked you both personally, offering to go out with the two of you on the open road to get away for a while

you said yes embarrassingly quickly, which immediately set off alarm bells in nate's mind

however, the two of you were going to have to go into the glowing sea soon and who better to help take you there than a ghoul?

plus nick liked him, so nate was a little more inclined to trust him

he also couldn't resist your puppy dog eyes, begging him to let the poor mayor join you on your journey

and so, the three of you set off after he made his goodbye speech to the town, like a terd of hurdles (herd of turtles, sorry its a family joke)

in your downtime when you're not helping settlements or clearing out buildings of raiders for basically table scraps for the brotherhood, the three of you stop in either trailers or homes that have at least 2 beds so you can rotate on who keeps watch while the others sleep

the three of you talk around a campfire, the two of you talking about life before the way and hancock spewing about all the dirty secrets of the people of goodneighbor, it was all in good fun

the way the three of you walked, nate was usually at the front while you and hancock formed a somewhat triangle formation behind him

the three of you usually travel in a comfortable silence, keeping an ear out for any enemies that might be around that you couldn't focus on if you were knee-deep in a conversation

but that's also when you and hancock shared stolen glances at each other, walking too close to one another that your hands brush or your shoulders bump, little moments that had hancock feeling like a little schoolboy with a crush again

of course nate saw none of this as the two of you would straighten out if he showed even an inkling of turning around

nate had been adamant about not doing any drugs, which you called him a hypocrite for since he was basically a drug dealer with how much jet he made on an almost regular basis

he almost had a heart attack the first time he ever saw you smoking a cigarette for god's sake

but with hancock around, he gets more lenient, which you definitely appreciate

plus, hancock is a good drug trip babysitter

the two of you laughed your asses off at nate's first jet high, he was so far gone that he didn't even notice how you fell onto hancock's lap as you clutched your sides

when it's hancock's turn to watch and you can't sleep, the two of you sit together and share a cigarette while nate is snoring away

you feel a tickle in your tummy as you realized it's technically an "indirect kiss", but you make no comment about it. hancock is flirty with everyone, there's no way that what he was saying was genuine to you... right?

over the next week, you find more plasma cartridges in your bag that you swear weren't there before, along with packs of your favorite cigarettes

you're pretty sure you know who the offender is, but you don't say anything. he's probably leaving stuff for nate too right?

as the three of you continue to travel on, the days turn into weeks and you see just how much hancock sticks to his moral code and helping those who can't help themselves

you had never seen anyone so passionate about helping people and wanting to live as authentically as possible, you couldn't help but admire him for it

it was sort of funny, the more your crush grew, the shyer you got around him while the more that hancock fell for you, the more genuine and specific his compliments got

"you really nailed that headshot today" "pork 'n beans has never tasted so good" "is that prewar perfume? how the hell did that glass bottle survive the blast? damn, well it was definitely made for you."

he doesn't use pet names because he KNOWS nate will smack him upside the head, little does he know that nate has been catching onto the two of you catching feelings for one another

nate has a serious talk with you about hancock while he's out bathing and it takes a LOT to wear him down, but he finally says that he trusts your judgment. while he might not like that hancock uses a multitude of drugs, he is a pretty decent guy overall

he still hovers and basically doesn't let the two of you out of his sight after his suspicions are confirmed, but he's been grilling hancock a lot about questions about his life LMAO

anyways, you're too chicken to confess and hancock is too apprehensive of nate to confess, so it goes on in awkwardness for a few days

until hancock gets injured

like BADLY injured

i'm talking knocking on death's door, you had to rush him to doctor amari, serious

you didn't leave his side the whole time she was patching him up, squeezing his hand in yours while holding back tears

when he finally wake up, he gives you a drowsy smile and says, "well damn, i thought i made it to heaven with such a beautiful angel waking me up."

you laughed and finally let your tears flow, a weight off of your chest as you leaned down and finally kissed him

you could feel his breath hitch against your mouth before he returned the kiss, his rough lips pushing back against yours

doctor amari shooed you off him to check his vitals and make sure he was stable, well stable enough for a ghoul before sending him off with a clean bill of health

nate was waiting outside of the memory den for the two of you with his arms crossed and a knowing look on his face

he gave hancock the protective "if you hurt her I'll kill you" speel that you're sure your father would've given him back in the dayand you couldn't help but smile as he reminded you of your fallen family member

you hugged nate tightly and smiled as you felt his arms wrap tightly around you, a silent 'i love you' from him

pulling back and lacing your hand with hancock's, the three of you set off once again into the commonwealth, ready to face whatever was in store for all of you

a/n: im so sorry yall i kinda ran rampant with this one /pos

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[trashboi2768-archived]

So on the topic of firsts, what about first (official) date with the boys?

First Date

Fallout Four

John Hancock/GN!Reader

Nick Valentine/GN!Reader

SFW/Fluff

TW: Mentions of Drug Use

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I love this idea, y'all have the best ideas I stg

I did hcs for this one I hope you enjoy!

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John Hancock:

John never thought much about having a first date

So it's up to you to bring that idea up

But when you do he adores it

He even changes out of his classic Hancock outfit into an old suit you found for him

He's keeping the hat though

Don't even try to convince him otherwise

“We're a package deal, baby.”

When you go he does his best to be romantic and a gentleman

Even if he messes up a couple times he's so sweet

He compliments you in the most classic Hancock way

“God damn, sweetheart, you're more sexy than usual”

I dare you to say “Oh so i'm not this sexy all the time”

Depending on his mood he will either say “You know damn well that's not what I meant.” or just get tongue tied

It was an awkward first date, but to you, it was perfect in every aspect

Nick Valentine:

Nick is a more traditional man, having prewar memories

So the first date idea was his

But instead of telling you this idea, he decides to surprise you with it

At first, you're not happy with it, since you're covered in dirt and grim after a particularly rough day

He assures you that you look great, but you refuse

“I need a shower, Nick”

To be fair, he's wearing an old suit he bought that day

He refuses to let you leave so you're sitting down, dirt and all, and enjoying a romantic meal with your robo boyfriend

And if he secretly enjoys you squirming, a slight blush on your cheeks from not being spic and span clean, well who is he to tell every little secret

He made sure the dinner was very romantic, candles lit and music playing

It was so sweet

He asked about your day, and listens to every little bit of your ranting

After the food and ranting, you honestly felt so much better

You couldn't have asked for a better first date with him

[strawberrykidneystone]

Morning sunshine

john hancock x f!ss!reader fluff

a/n: just a small little blurb!! i want to wake up to him everyday idc what he says xoxo

summary: waking up with hancock <3

tws: sexual innuendo, fluff, 2nd person (no y/n)

ao3 version

you opened your eyes and immediately squinted at the harsh sunlight streaming in through the windows. the curtains you had over the windows had seen better days and unfortunately, there was a hole in the tattered sheet that directly hit your eyes. you closed your eyes again and buried your face into hancock's neck. he was on his back with one hand around your waist and the other resting behind the pillow behind his head. he was still sound asleep, his signature tricorn hat hanging off the side of the bed frame. he smelled like tangerines and cigarettes, orange mentats were his favorites and he always smoked after your evening activities. he smelled like home.

sadly, sleep did not find you again after you were rudely awakened by the sun and you slowly sat up. stretching your arms up and yawning, hancock started to stir as he didn't feel your warm body next to him anymore. "hey what's the big idea, it's too early for you to be up," he groaned and lazily reached for your waist that was just out of his reach. you looked back and smiled sleepily at him, laying down and wrapping your arms around his waist as he enveloped you in his own. "i know i know, but unfortunately your sunshine was woken up by that big flaming ball in the sky", you quipped sarcastically and yawned, peppering kisses to his bare chest before resting your head against it.

hancock tsked and squeezed you closer to him, "i'm tellin' you, someone turned the brightness up on it i swear it was never this bright before." you giggled and made sure the sun wouldn't hit your eyes again before relaxing in his familiar cradle, "that, or you're just hungover." he rolled his eyes and ruffled your hair, "can't it be both?" you hummed in agreement and let your eyes close once more, burying your face into his neck to avoid being rudely awakened again. five more minutes of sleep. or ten. or twenty.

[trashboi2768-archived]

So @lieutenantg reblogged a post asking for this because i was too brain dead to realize that i didn't have my asks on :)

So here's some hcs AND a couple short stories with John Hancock and Nick Valentine's cuddling habits! I have both hcs and stories stuck in my head with this idea so y'all are getting both

John Hancock:

John LIVES on cuddles I stg

If you're even laying in a bed just to relax his high ass is gonna be right there, snuggled into your side

He doesn't give a shit who's head is on who's chest as long as it's happening tbh

He's a ghoul of charm so you best believe he's had a few, ahem, visits, but you, you're not just some one night stand, you're the real deal and he wants you to know it

So he's going to show that in the best way he knows how, through physical affection

It doesn't matter how cold the Commonwealth gets, you know better than to try and bundle up to sleep when you have your own personal heater accompanying you

You can always tell when he gets depressed because he'll stop touching you at every chance he gets

That's when you have to initiate the cuddles, to let him know that you're there and you love him just as much as he loves you

The sun slowly started peaking over the horizon of the Commonwealth, indicating it was time for you to wake up. Being the General of the Minutemen had its downfalls, such as having to wake up so early. But if that didn't wake you, normally the ghoul cuddled into your side would. He was the Mayor of Goodneighbor after all, so he couldn't sleep in all day.

That's was on the normal days though.

Today, was a special day. Today was a lazy day, something both of you took once in a while to get some well-needed rest and relaxation.

You could hear soft snores from beside you as Hancock continued sleeping, blissfully unaware that you were awake. He laid on his side, his arm wrapped around your stomach and his legs entangled with your own. His head laid in the crook of your arm, his face in your neck. You let out a lazy yawn as your eyes opened, looking at the ceiling above you.

Your back ached, the beds were horrible for back support, and your body creaked as you discreetly stretched without moving too much. Your arm was well asleep at this point, but you didn't have to heart to move him and potentially wake him.

It was rare that Hancock got to sleep in, the lazy days you two took were always far and in between. You didn't want to disturb him in any way. Your hand slowly reached up and cradled his head, his tricorn hat tossed somewhere in the room. He was only in his undergarments, as were you, both of you knowing that otherwise, it would be too hot to sleep.

Suddenly, you felt him stir next to you, and sleepy dark eyes met yours as he lifted his head to look at you.

“Good morning.” You spoke first, the sleep still thick on your voice.

“A good morning it is.” He smiled, moving up so he could lay his head on the pillow.

You took this opportunity to move to your side and wrap your arms around his chest, pulling yourself close to him.

“Someone's clingy.” He chuckled, returning the affection.

You both lay there in silence, simply enjoying each other's presence. It was moments like these that made you think, maybe the Commonwealth wasn't so bad after all.

Nick Valentine:

Nick has some reserves about cuddling

While he loves being able to hold you close and show you how much you mean to him, he's nervous about it considering he's not human

He's not soft and warm, he's metal and cold

When you first started dating the synth he simply assumed you wouldn't be interested in cuddling him

He didn't tell you this though, no instead he just assumed in silence, leaving you to assume he just wasn't a cuddly person

Finally, you just said “Fuck it I'm cuddling the toaster” and walked up behind him to start holding him

This would have been a shock on its own

But it hit different being that you two were in the middle of Diamond City Market

If he could blush, he would have been tomato red

After that, you two Finally sat down and talked about it

So cuddling began something that you two would do not often but not rarely

You have to initiate it though because my poor circuit board still has anxiety about it

You awoke with a start, sweat dripping down your face as the nightmare you just had replayed in your mind.

“Shit.” You murmured, sitting up in bed. You looked around to see your detective boyfriend to be nowhere, but if the smell of cigarette smoke was any indicator, he was downstairs.

You got out of bed and made your way downstairs, looking around the corner to see him sitting at his desk, cigarette in his right hand as he reviewed some cases.

He looked up as you walked in the room, unsure of how to go about this.

Yellow eyes looked you up and down, taking note of your slight shake and the sweat covering you.

“You alright?” He asked, putting his cigarette out.

“Just a dream.” You muttered, walking beside him, “What are you doing?”

“Looking over a couple of cases that came in yesterday. It's almost three in the morning, you should go back to bed.” Nick leaned back in his chair.

“I'm fine.” You told him, but the yawn that followed gave you away.

“You said that the last two nights too, only difference is you didn't even try to sleep.” He huffed.

He was right, it had been a couple days since you had gotten a full night's sleep and it was starting to wear down on you.

“Will you come lay with me for a little while? Just till I fall asleep?” You asked, not wanting to look him in the eyes.

He took a moment to think. You had basically just asked him to come cuddle with you, something you two hadn't done together before.

“Sorry, that was a stupid question, I'm going back to bed.” You muttered, embarrassed at the lack of response.

You two had just recently started dating, both of you scared that the other wouldn't feel the same, so there was still some hesitation on both ends for doing couple things.

You walked back to the stairs when you heard a chair scratch against the boards. You turned back to see Nick following behind you, his trench coat still sitting on his chair.

You both went upstairs, still nervous, but excited at the same time.

You both laid down in the bed, your head on his chest as you let out a sigh of relief.

He was cold to the touch, and it felt comforting. The sounds of gears whirring behind his chest replaced a heartbeat and somehow that was just so much better.

He wrapped an arm around your shoulder and held you close, both of you relaxing into the other's touch as the seconds passed.

Soon enough, with the synth wrapped in your arms, you found yourself falling back asleep, nightmare-free.

[trashboi2768-archived]

Maybe ,, if youre okay with it. First kisses with the boys?

First Kisses

John Hancock/GN!Reader

Nick Valentine/GN!Reader

SFW/Fluff

TW: Mentions of drug use

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Here's the second part, my lovelies. Enjoy!

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John Hancock:

You found yourself sitting at the bar in the Third Rail, listening to your ghoul friend drone on about something you didn't care to pay attention to.

He had offered some random chems to you earlier that you had already forgotten the name of, and you were riding a slow and euphoric high. Everything seemed to move slower and you could sense so much more than you had before, like the way the rough surface of the bar felt as you ran your fingertips over it, the shift in your clothes as you breathed, and, in particular, the very addictive charm of your friend, Hancock.

His voice was low and rough as he talked, like he had been smoking for longer than he had been alive. It was something that you probably found more attractive than you should have. You watched the way he moved his hands as he talked, the rough and textured skin dragging across the air as he made a point in his story with such practiced ease, as if he had told this story a hundred times before. Your eyes slowly raked over his skinny form as he slouched over the bar, his elbows resting on it with a cigarette in his hand.

It wasn't often that Hancock smoked, he was more likely to do chems, but considering he was already high he had settled for enjoying a cigarette with his beer. You watched as he slowly ran his tongue over his lips before taking a sip of his beer, leading you to watch his adam apple bob as he swallowed.

You took notice to how dry your mouth had gotten and ignored your own beer as you grabbed a glass of water and started drinking.

Apparently you had taken a few too many sips because you were suddenly interrupted by laughter from the ghoul mayor beside you.

“Damn, thirsty are we?” He asked, watching a blush form on your face as you let the glass down.

“The chems dried my mouth out...” You grumbled, looking away as you finally realized just how turned on you had gotten yourself just by looking at your ghoul friend.

“Yea, you want me to moisten those lips for you?” He winked, looking you up and down.

You were used to his usual flirty comments at this point, but now was definitely a time where it got to you.

Suddenly, whether it be the chems or your own confidence, though I think we both know which one it was, a wave of confidence washed over you and you turned to face Hancock.

“Yea, maybe I do.”

He raised his eyebrow ridge, surprised by your sudden confidence, but definitely not willing to lose face in the charm department.

“Oh really?” He asked, a smirk forming on his face, “I can do that...”

He put his cigarette out and twisted on the stool to face you. He reached his hand out and placed it on your cheek, directing you to meet his gaze.

You stared back into his dark eyes and watched them drop to your lips before looking back at you.

He pulled you closer as he leaned in before his lips met yours.

They were rough and dry, and everything you expected from the ghoul as he slowly worked his tongue in your mouth.

You found yourself holding your breath as your tongue glided against his, savoring ever moment of it.

Suddenly, he slowly pulled back and barely whispered: “Breathe...”

You let out a shaky breath and sighed, “Can we do that again?”

“We can do that as many times as you want.”

Nick Valentine:

It was a busy day in the detective's office, and you were helping him with a particularly rough case. A child had been reported missing, and the case had lead you to believe super mutants were behind it.

The moment Nick found the mutant's hideout, he was heading that way, pistol in hand.

“Nick, wait!” You called out after him. He ignored you, so you ran in front of him and put your hands on his chest to stop him, “This doesn't make sense. When have you ever known super mutants to take a child?”

“This is the Commonwealth, sweetheart, I wouldn't put anything past anyone.” He stated before walking past you.

“But Nick--”

“But nothing! There's a six year old girl out there, scared and surrounded by super mutants probably waiting to kill her.” Nick snapped, continuing forward as you tried to reason with him.

He wouldn't listen, so instead you decided to follow him in silence, on high alert for anything suspicious.

Finally, you had arrived to the hideout. It was an old building too destroyed to be able to tell what it once was.

Nick was ready to storm in and save the day, but you had your reserves about it.

“Nick, please, listen to me...” You grabbed his arm before he could go in.

He turned to look at you, anger and worry in his yellow eyes.

“There's something not right about this... We need to go in slow and silent, and see what we can find.”

Nick considered it for a moment.

“If we rush in, they might kill her before we can stop them.” He sighed and finally admitted you were right.

You sighed yourself before crouching down and opening the front door.

Silence. Silence and darkness covered your senses.

You turned on your pip-boy flashlight to allow you to see where you were going before you descended further in the building.

You past the first room, which was empty save for the trash and debris that littered the floor.

The second room had a single light hanging from the ceiling, and the low rumble of a generator slowly filled your hearing as you turned off your light and stuck to the shadows.

This room was seemingly empty as well, minimal trash and debris in the middle of the room, to lead you to believe this was in fact someone's hideout.

Suddenly, from across the room you heard a click.

A faint sound, something you wouldn't have normally noticed over the sound of the generator coming from a distant room.

Your eyes shot to the direction the sound came from, and you saw a man with a rifle pointed directly at Nick, who was unaware of the man's presence behind you.

Time seemed to slow down as your mind clicked two and two together.

This was planned. Someone out there had beef with Nick and knew he would make the missing child his first priority, knew that his desire to save the kid would cloud his judgment, knew that he would rush in without a second thought.

“Nick!” You called out, turning around and pushing Nick out of the way just in time, taking the bullet for him.

You fell to the floor as pain flooded your shoulder. You heard another shot and then Nick was at your side, helping you sit up.

“Are you okay?” You asked him, worry covering the features of your face.

“Me!? You're the one who just got shot!” He exclaimed, looking you over.

“I'll be fine, I just need a stimpack.” You muttered as you fished one out of your supplies.

You found one and sighed, injecting it into your left arm and f-relaxing as the pain numbed and the wound healed.

You looked over to Nick, who looked like a deer in headlights, fear and worry in his eyes.

This was the first time Nick had ever seen you shot, and it was supposed to be him who took the bullet.

“Why the hell did you do that!?”

“Because he was about to shoot you!”

“I would have been fine--”

“And I am fine!”

Nick sighed, his head falling into his hand as he took a deep shaking breath.

“But what if you weren't?” His deep voice rumbled in a small whisper.

You were at a loss for words. What were you supposed to say?

You stood up and reached your hand out, “I'm okay, Nick, come on.”

He took your hand and stood up.

Before you could say anything else, you were pressed against a wall with his lips on yours. His mouth and tongue were cold against your own, moving with practiced ease as you moaned against his lips.

He pulled back after a moment, allowing you to catch your breath.

“Please, don't ever do that to me again...”

[trashboi2768-archived]

Another request by @iceice-baeby that I am More Than Happy to fill

Get ready for Nick Valentine and John Hancock tending to a wounded SS hehehehe

I just did hcs on this one don't come for me

You had been running around, defending a settlement as usual when you noticed a little kid hadn't made it to shelter, and was being targeted by a super mutant

No hesitation, you jump and push the kid out of the way, leaving you with a nasty scrape on your arm

John Hancock:

John had noticed you taking the bad fall to save the kid, and right after the battle was over he was checking on you, making you take off your now ruined jacket so he could look

Your arm was messed up pretty bad, nothing a few bandages and meds couldn't fix though

Despite you telling him that it was fine, he insisted he wrap it up

“I've got to go help another settlement!” You scoffed, pulling away from him

“Oh, yea, what a great help you'll be when you get an infection and lose the arm.”

After a little more arguing you realized you were wasting more time arguing with your ghoul boyfriend than it would take for him to fix it

You gave in and he dragged you into the house of the settlement

it's a small settlement literally only one family

He ordered them to bring him clean water and a rag, which the settlers were happy to do

John proceeds to scold you on being so careless while he cleans the wound, and wraps it up with some cloth before offering you some med-x

“John there are kids right there!” You motioned to them

“What, this isn't being used for fun.”

You rolled your eyes and took it after you left

After that, every time someone would get hurt you'd call for Nurse John

Nick Valentine:

Nick was too busy fighting off his own super mutants to notice the nasty fall you had taken

But he sure as hell noticed the blood when the settlers were thanking you

“What happened here?” He asked, eyeing it as you two walked away

You explained and he nodded, understanding why you did it

He suggests a doctor which you quickly shoot down, stating you have too much to do

“Fine then, I'll fix it”

????

What Do You Mean You'll Fix It

He drags you to the nearest settlement and makes you sit while he gathers water and cloth

He slowly starts cleaning the dirt out of your arm, being as gentle as he can as to make sure he doesn't hurt you more

You can't help but smile while he cleans your wound

He's so focused on doing a good job it's cute

Who knew your little robo boyfriend could be such a good nurse

After he cleans it he wraps it up and makes sure you're okay to keep going

You assure him you are but after that you notice he's paying more attention to your actions

Almost like he's afraid you'll hurt your arm even more

[trashboi2768-archived]

Hello :)

Could I ask for some Nick and Hancock headcanons toward a nb!ss who's going through some sensory overload issues?

Thank youuuu! I love your writing so much!

System Overload

Fallout Four

John Hancock/NB!Reader

Nick Valentine/NB!Reader

SFW

TW: Overstimulation/Sensory Overload

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Thank you so much! I hope you like it lovely <3

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John Hancock:

Poor John was so confused when it first happened

One minute, you were sitting on the makeshift bed listening to him ramble on

The next, you were closing your eyes and covering your ears

He just fell silent and watched you curl into a ball

“H-Hey, Y/N?” He'd ask before walking up to place his hand on your shoulder

“Don't touch me!” You'd scream, smacking his hand away in anger

John would jump back, surprised at your sudden outburst

“It's too much, too much...”

He wouldn't necessarily understand, but after asking a couple more things in a whisper, he'd figure out to turn of the lights and the radio and sit silent

He wouldn't leave you alone, however, he's much too worried about you

After you calm down a bit and he can touch you, he's holding you close and asking what happened

You explained your overloaded sensory and he understood, making sure he knew what to do the next time it happened

The next time it happens he's prepared, grabs you a special blanket and wraps you up before making sure you're in silence

Nick Valentine:

Like Hancock, Nick was confused when you first experienced sensory overload in front of him

You had just been sitting at Ellie's desk, talking about prewar times when you started to fall silent

You tried to leave at first, just try to get away, but Nick wouldn't let you until you explained

Initially you lashed out in anger, demanding he let you leave

But if Nick Valentine is one thing

He is stubborn

And he isn't letting go of your hands until you tell him what's wrong

You finally blurt out what's wrong, and he lets go of your hands

Only if you promise to stay at the agency upstairs

You agree, so he leads you upstairs, careful not to touch you

After you calm down, he'll hold you and ask you what he can do next time to make it easier on you

And he'll make sure to do everything he can to make sure you're comfortable and safe