Companions react to a guy trying to grab SS butt and the companions get really jealous? LOVE YOUR FRICKING BLOG KEEP IT UP 😉❣️
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Cait: A jealous Cait is a dangerous Cait. Well, any Cait is dangerous, but when she’s envious, whoever she’s envious of should probably steer clear of the Irishwoman. Cait strolled over to the man who was pestering Sole and gave him a hefty shove, grimacing at him. “Ya’ think ya’ can just touch ‘em like that?” She’d hiss, eyes narrowing at the individual. “Well guess what? Ya’ can’t.” Cait was absolutely looking to start a fight, but the man who had dared to touch Sole in such a way most certainly was not. Especially not with Cait.
Curie: The way he touched Sole made her more irritated than jealous. Actions such as those were completely off limits if they weren’t consensual, and it irked Curie that he would do grab Sole when it wasn’t something they wanted. “Excuse me, monsieur!” She would huff, delicate hands balling up into trembling fists. “Who are you to touch my dear companion in such a way?” The man stepped away from Sole, hands in the air, grinning. “Il est un fils de pute!” She muttered, trying to regain composure.
Danse: Oh boy, Danse was absolutely steaming. His brows were knitted into a bushy mess, his face red from both embarrassment and jealousy. He was envious that he had been able to touch Sole like that, and he was frustrated that Sole hadn’t stood up for themselves. Moreover, he was furious that a stranger had touched her like that. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Danse’s burly stature loomed over the man, his voice low. The BOS uniform clad man surely intimidated the other, as he left as quickly as his feet could carry him
Deacon: Deacon tried his best not to allow their flirting to get to him, but the second that creep laid a hand on Sole, Deacon lost his cool. “Hey there buddy!” He drawled, slipping in between the two. Deacon looked at the stranger with hellfire burning in his eyes. “You know that dude I totally beat the hell out of after he grabbed your ass?” He looked over to Sole with an exaggerated look. “Well, I heard that he’s not going to make it. I guess when I broke two of his ribs it made his insides a total mess.” To say the very least, that scared the pervert off.
Hancock: Hancock was a shameless flirt himself, so he felt as if he really couldn’t be jealous when Sole indulged in some harmless flirting of their own. He couldn’t help himself from feeling uneasy, though. Especially not after he groped Sole. That was a very big mistake. Hancock slid into a bar stool next to the stranger and wrapped a skinny arm around his shoulders. “What is up, my man?” Hancock growled, looking at the other man with a crooked smile. “You enjoy grabbing people like that, eh? Well, I have interests of my own, you feel?” Hancock rose from the creaky, upholstered seat and proceeded to slam the pervert’s face into the bar counter as hard as he possibly could.
MacCready: In truth, MacCready was jealous when pretty much anybody talked to Sole. It was something he concealed a good portion of the time, but watching someone grab Sole in such a manner set him off. He stood, calloused palms slamming flat on the table in front of him. “That’s it.” He groaned, wrinkling his nose. His heart raced, and his palms began to sweat. “Hey, chump!” He called out, his voice cracking. “What the hell was that for, huh? Touching them like that?” Sole avoided eye contact with either of them as their cheeks flushed a dark hue. The stranger laughed, shook his head and left.
Nick: Nick wasn’t particularly fond of many people in the Commonwealth, but people who just went around groping people really got his coolant flowing. He absolutely despised those who took every opportunity they could to prey on practically anybody they could. “Are you kidding me? You just go around touching everybody like that?” Nick approached the man, non-existent brows furrowed. “Are you really that much of an ass that you just ignore people’s signals or are you just that stupid?” The man was considerably larger than the synth, but Nick Valentine was not a man you wanted to cross. The man left with an irritated grunt, grimacing at Nick.
Piper: Sole and Piper flirted back and forth more often than Piper would like to admit, so seeing someone flirt with Sole clearly evoked feelings of envy from Piper. Seeing some creep get handsy with Sole made her just downright enraged. However, Piper wasn’t terribly skilled in combat so she had to use her wit and cunning to her advantage. The reporter made her way over to the pair, Sole clearly uncomfortable with the man. “Oh man, that was a big mistake buddy. You know Sole has an incurable disease from Vault 81, right? They’re sorta’ immune to it, but if anybody happens to come in contact with them, whichever body part touched my friend Sole over here rots off. Gross, right?” The stranger left as quickly as he had came, but Sole wasn’t too happy with her method of dealing with him.
Preston: Preston tried his absolute best to keep jealousy to minimum. However, seeing someone grab Sole like that made it hard for Garvey to keep calm and collected. “Hey!” Preston shouted, looking to the guilty individual. “You keep your hands off them, you hear me?” Preston never laid a hand on the man, but his words were somehow enough to get him to leave. Preston didn’t enjoy dealing with people like that, and he most certainly didn’t enjoy having others see him take such actions. Especially not Sole. He outstretched a hand, resting it on Sole’s shoulder. “You okay there, General?”
