Atomic Wrangler Kink Meme, Part I

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Welcome to the Atomic Wrangler Kink Meme! Prompt, write, and draw same-gender Fallout pairings, and comment on fills that other people leave!

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• Trans and NB characters are more than welcome.


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Rainbow At Midnight 4/4 (Gen + M!Courier/Arcade)

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Six puts Albert to sleep, and Arcade catches a glimpse of his husband telling a very fictionalized version of the time they went to the old Sunset Sarsaparilla factory. He remembers the events quite differently, but maybe it's a good thing Six focuses on different points and doesn't tell the story as Arcade recalls it; the latter half isn't a very good bedtime story.

Once night fully sets in Modoc, it becomes almost pitch. Rose's has a few lights to signal it's still open for drinks and foods, but the other buildings are family run and close at nightfall unless it's the busy season. Right now it's not the busy season, and so Arcade uses a light that's far too dim for his eyesight to read properly without straining his eyes. He's not sure whether to blame the light, his glasses, or his age. He rather blame the first two.

The floor creaks when Six enters the bedroom, and the door is shut carefully so the sound doesn't echo throughout the entire house. Six doesn't look tired, but Arcade knows he probably is. It must have been mentally exhausting to deal the with NCR bureaucracy for hours on end. Six told a very condensed and simplified version at the dinner table, but Arcade knows it's more complicated than that.

Arcade closes the book and puts it back on the nightstand. "He should have fallen asleep quickly." He let Six tuck their son into bed, knowing it's a good alone time for the both of them.

"He did. He spent most of the time out with the brahmin, didn't he? I used to do that as a kid, so I've been told. Was a total pain in the ass." Six runs a hand through his hair, and his body posture relaxed, starting to show signs of fatigue.

"He spent most of the day with the calves, helping to feed them with your uncle." Arcade has more questions about what transpired before Six arrived in Modoc, though. "I thought your mother would be coming, honestly."

"What? Hoping she'd babysit so we could sneak away on a romantic rendezvous?" He knows he's being teased, and he shows that with an exaggerated groan. "Or not." Six picks up that reaction and goes back to being a bit more serious. "She wanted to, but the old man wasn't up for it. He was in a bad mood after the negotiations with the NCR." Before he could make a comment on that, he's asked a question. "You remember Colonel Hsu? He was there, probably the one person that didn't want to rip my head off and take it back to Shady Sands."

"I remember him enough." It's been so many years, but they did spend over a week around McCarran. "So, how did things go? If your father was in a bad mood, did it go poorly? The last time they met, no one wanted to compromise."

"They sort of admitted to sending mercenaries to harass Arroyo, but not directly. They agreed to not press annexation for a time, but who knows how long that'll last." Six rattles off the brief summary as he removes his clothing, his back facing Arcade. "Dad's pissed. He just wants to take my Highwayman and drive off, visiting places before he kicks the bucket -- his words, not mine."

Then there's a shift in the atmosphere and the tone of the conversation as Six turns to face him, again. "It got me thinking, you know? That I want him to have this place and Arroyo. I want him to have it more than I want it. I don't think of myself taking over Arroyo for me, but for him. So he can have it." Arcade knows who that him is referring to, obviously their son.

"I think that's called fatherhood." Six laughs at Arcade's joke, and the mood doesn't feel as heavy.

"No shit, huh. Here I was thinking it was me trying to get out of being a responsible adult." These days they both that's a joke, but when they first met, Arcade would have taken that seriously as evidenced by Six's past behavior.

How much have they both changed since that day in the fall of 2281? With Six, it makes sense. He was an amnesiac with only fragments of his past he could string together at the time. On the other hand, Arcade had too much of the past that it weighed on him. It's easier to compare the differences between the past and present of others, but when it comes to oneself, it becomes so much more convilutated. Or maybe it's simply he doesn't have the energy or time to self-reflect as much as he used to.

His own fatigue from the day hits him all at once. He wakes up earlier while in Modoc, so it makes sense he'd fall asleep earlier. Or once again, it's him trying not to think of his age creeping up on him. He's not that old, and he's not some two century year old corpse being kept alive by inhumane science.

Falling asleep is easier this night than the previous ones. If asked, Arcade would say it's because the brahmin were louder than tonight, but that's outward deflection of an embarrassing confession. He is that sappy and feels more relaxed and at home with his husband and son under one roof with him.

There was a time he spent most of his time alone in a tent in the Mormon Fort where he would use the excuse of his research to avoid people. Now look at him. He used to wonder if he could have ever had a childhood similar to this, but maybe finally getting the chance to experience it as a father makes up for it all.