I'll Be So Alone Without You

by 9262

Summary:

Max reflects on his best friend.

Notes:

I'm trying to do something exciting w/ the 2nd season starting tomorrow, so I've been working on this + the vault 22 fic and I really am trying to get something up every day for the next however many days. 5 I think?

idk this isn't smut please clap

man don't forget you can submit prompts.

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                Maximus had never ‘fit in.’ 

 

From his first day at the Brotherhood of Steel compound, it seemed like the other guys had it out for him. They took turns beating the ever-loving shit out of him, stealing his food, hygiene items, and framing him for their mistakes.

 

                He blamed that little shit, Thaddeus.

 

                But it wasn’t all bad. He had Dane by his side. They did chores together, they ate together – hoping nobody tried to steal their rations – sometimes they even showered together... though, in a communal shower, it wasn’t exactly scintillating.

 

                Sometimes Max let his mind wander, though, imagining Dane’s slightly curved waist and the swell of their backside that made their standard issue garb look tailored. They had curved scars on their chest, just above their ribs and a defined collar bone that sometimes he fantasized about--

 

                He cleared his throat, blinking rapidly until the table below him came back into focus. He sighed deeply.

 

                “You okay?”  Dane asked, offering Max a metal tray with whatever slop the Brotherhood was feeding them today. Looked like pork n’ beans and overcooked cram.

 

                “Yeah.” He took the tray, offering a small smile. “…I’m just really glad you’re my friend, Dane.”