Danse loves men

Danse’s favorite songs (Diamond City Radio): Hmm...that’s a tricky one. I would have to say: 

I Don’t Want to Set the World on Fire- The Ink Spots

One More Tomorrow- Majorie Hughes

Way Back Home- Bob Crosby

Happy Times- Bob Crosby

Favorite Songs (now a days): He’d seem to love the classic country songs. 

The Devil Went Down to Georgia- Charlie Daniels

Ramblin’ Man- The Allmen Brothers Band

He’d also like some modern country songs (though a lot of them he’d probably say there’s no feeling to it)

American Kids- Kenny Chesney

Standing Outside the Fire- Garth Brooks

Mud on the Tires-Brad Paisley 

Sole had everything planned. He made sure the wedding ring was cleaned and shiny. He dropped it into the glass. His smile grew with every passing minute. 

He couldn’t wait to see Danse’s reaction. Couldn’t wait to pop the question. Couldn’t wait for it to all unfold. 

The table was set and he was ready for Danse.

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“Surprise!” Sole said, removing his hands from Danse’s eyes. Danse’s eyebrows shot to the sky, tears started to fall from his eyes.

“Sole...this is wonderful.” Danse said, pulling Sole in for a kiss. They hugged at sat down. Danse was about to take a bite, when the door knocked. Sole got an annoyed look on his face.

“One second honey.” Sole ran to the door. It was Deacon, wondering what was going on. 

“Deacon you need to leave.” Sole said, already pushing Deacon, preventing him from slithering in. 

“Why boss? C’mon you know you love the ol’ deacster.” Deacon said, trying to fit himself into the tiny crack to enter.

“Honey, is there any more Nuka Cola?” Danse yelled. Sole’s eyes opened. He turned and walked back to the dining table. Danse was sitting there, playing with his bottle, the glass empty.

“Danse...honey...did you drink all the Nuka Cola??” Sole asked, a panic rising in his voice. He picked up the glass and looked around. On the table, in his pockets, even on Danse.

“Yeah...why? Was there something wrong with it?” Danse asked, with that same confused tone he had when learning new things.

“Honey...oh no...I...umm...I put a wedding ring...in that coke. I...I was expecting you to find it.” Sole looked at Danse. Danse raised his eyebrows. 

“You mean...in this cup?” Danse asked. 

“Yes.” Sole replied. Deacon couldn’t help but laugh.

“Oh my gosh you guys are the cutest. You drank the wedding ring.” Deacon said, in between giggles.

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After a couple of days, (and some laxatives from Curie) Sole was finally able to propose to Danse.

:D :D :D Thank you so much!!! I’m so glad you like this blog!!

That’s a really great headcanon!!

Also, just in case: Yes we know that all the companions are bi. It’s been proven canon. Not trying to step on any toes nor get everyone angry. Again, this one guy hc that Danse is gay doesn’t change anything. It doesn’t change lore, it doesn’t change the game. Bethesda isn’t going to release a patch that Danse is now gay. It’s a headcanon for a reason. 

Danse: he’d be delighted. The fact that sole himself took time out of his busy schedule to make him something made Danse smile and blush. “Outstanding sold- Sole. I appreciate it.” Sole smiled, receiving the warm bear hug.

Deacon: he smiled. Not a typical cool guy smile, but an actual smile. A smile that he hadn’t smiled in a while. He made him something. And it meant something to him.

Preston: He didn’t know what to say. Not only was it something he needed, but it was a gift from Sole himself. Preston ran up to him and hugged him “it’s perfect” he muttered.

X6-88: He’d inspect the item. At first he wouldn’t understand the gesture, but seeing Sole, his face, the way it lit up. X6 would softly smile, bringing him into a hug “thank you sir. It’s exactly what I needed.”

Gage: He hugged sole and kissed him. He never received a gift before so this was new. What sole didn’t see was late at night, when Gage was having a smoke, he would play with the item, a tear rolling down his face.

Hancock: He looked at the item. To anyone else it’d just be a simple item, But to Hancock…it meant the world to him. He’d place it near the pouch to his heart, where it would always stay. Hancock then would grab his hand, thanking him with kisses

Maccready: He held the item in his hands, knowing what it meant to sole. “Sole are you sure?” Sole just laughed, flashing his grin at Maccready “Yeah. I love you.” Maccready would sniffle, trying to stop himself from crying.

He was waiting for the vault dweller to respond. He came out of no where and assisted his team on eliminating the feral menace that was plaguing their base for now. 

“Are you just going to stand there?” Danse asked, confused why he was taking forever to answer.

“Well, sir, I just this vault that hads me contained in there fer a couple a years.” The Vault dweller finally replied. His voice threw Danse off. He didn’t expect to hear something like that. He has the same type of voice as Hank Williams and Marty Robinson...I’ve never heard this type of accent out loud. 

Sorry this took so long, I’m getting back my will to write, so I’ll catch up on these. Also sorry this is so long.

Danse: Danse had just finished shining his power armor for the 5th time that day. He was having his celebratory snack cake session, when Shaun appeared. He didn’t expect this surprise visit. “Excuse me, Mr. Danse.” Shaun smiled at Danse, Danse nodding, mouth full of Snack cakes. “Do you like my dad?” Danse started to choke on the snack cake he was eating. “What...what was that soldier?” Danse asked, as soon as he swallowed the snack cake. He knew what Shaun asked, he just didn’t expect it to come from him. “Do you like my dad?” Shaun asked again, his eyes staring straight into Danse’s. Danse took a breath, and smiled at Shaun. He did love Sole. He shouldn’t be embarrassed by it. Sole wasn’t. “Yes...I like your dad. In fact, I...I love your dad.” Danse replied, a soft smile forming on his face. Shaun smiled and hugged Danse. “Good...cause he likes you to.”

Deacon: Deacon couldn’t help but look at Shaun like a son he never realized he wanted. Deacon never imagined himself in this type of situation. But here he was, with a son he loves and a man he’s in love with. “Excuse me, Deacon.” Shaun asked, staring into the reflection that the sunglasses made. “What’s up, Shaunster?” Shaun loved being called Shaunster by Deacon. “Do you like my dad?” Shaun asked. Deacon was taken aback. He never imagined anyone, especially Shaun, asking him a question like that. “What’s piqued your interest in that, huh?” Deacon asked back. Shaun took a while then answered. “I love my dad, and I love it when he’s happy, and he seems the happiest with you.” Shaun replied, Deacon went red. “Th-then yes...I like...as much as he likes me.” Deacon regained his composure and smiled at Shaun, rubbing his hair.

Preston: Preston was just cleaning and maintaining his laser musket when he heard the knock. “Come in.” He yelled, making sure to place his weapon on the ground. He rose up and saw Shaun enter. “There’s my favorite little minuteman. How’s it going buddy?” Preston asked Shaun and Shaun hugged Preston. “It’s going great, Mr. Garvey. But...well...can I ask you a question?” Shaun looked at Preston. “Sure...go right ahead.” Preston responded, giving a warm smile to Shaun. “Do you like my dad?” Shaun asked. Preston looked surprised. “Of course, Everyone likes your dad Shaun.” Preston replied, Shaun just shook his head. “I mean...do you like like him? Like love him?” Shaun asked again, Preston started to go a little red. He looked at Shaun, then he looked outside his window. He saw him. Sole. The general. Doing what the General does best. Sole noticed Preston and smiled and waved at him. Preston smiled, and nodded. “Yeah...I do like like him.”

Hancock: “Hancock!” Shaun yelled when he and Sole entered into Goodneighbor. “Shaun!” Hancock yelled back. He caught Shaun when Shaun jumped into his arms. Shaun hugged Hancock. Hancock couldn’t help but smile. “I’ll meet you guys inside, alright.” Sole said, as Hancock continued to smile at what his life has become. “Alright, Sunshine.” Hancock said, watching Sole walk into the Mayor’s house. “Hancock...can I ask you something? It’s a secret.” Shaun asked, as Hancock placed him down. “Alright...shoot. I can keep a secret.” Hancock winked. “Do you like my dad?” Shaun asked. Hancock was taken aback by the question. It’s not everyday you’re asked that. Hancock sighed and smiled. “Yes...I really like your dad. He’s amazing. Why? Is that something you don’t like?” Hancock asked, raising an eyebrow to Shaun. “Of course not. It makes me happy cause he likes you too.” Shaun responded, grabbing Hancock’s hand. Hancock smiled.

Nick: “Mr. Valentine. You and my dad are so cool!” Shaun said to Nick, as Nick and Sole were working on another case. Nick smiled. “Now, Shaun, don’t bother Mr. Valentine. We’re very busy right now.” Sole stated. Nick grabbed Shaun and placed him on his lap. “Nonsense. There’s always room for another eye. Now do you think you can help us with this?” Nick said, Sole smiling at Nick. It went quiet for a while, then Shaun looked at Nick. “Mr. Valentine, can I ask you something?” Nick smiled. “Sure kid, what’s up?” Nick looked at Shaun, as Shaun thought for a while. Sole now focusing his attention at Nick and Shaun. “Do you like my dad?” Nick raised his eyebrows, and Sole started to cough. “Shaun...don’t ask Nick those kinds of questions!” Sole started to blush. Nick smiled, “Hmm...that is a good question. I guess, I’d have to say...yes. Yes I do.” Nick grabbed Sole’s hand, and Sole couldn’t help but smile his goofy smile. He stayed red for the rest of the night. “I’m glad.” Shaun said, and he hugged Nick’s arm.

Maccready: Maccready had his nose in his comic, when he heard a noise. He already knew who it was. “Well...what’s that I hear? Maybe it’s a mole rat.” He heard soft chuckling. “Maybe it’s a bloatfly...what can it be?” Maccready started to look around, walking towards the noise. Acting as though he didn’t see Shaun waiting to pounce. “Maybe...it’s…” Maccready grabbed Shaun and started to tickle him. “A WILD SHAUN!” Shaun chuckled. Maccready let loose of Shaun and Shaun jumped in his arms. “Maccready! Whatcha doing?”Shaun asked, Maccready holding onto Shaun. “Just keeping an eye out. Where’s your dad?” Maccready asked, Shaun smiled “He went out...Maccready...can I ask you something?” Shaun asked, as he let go of Maccready. “Shoot kid.” Maccready replied, shooting his finger guns at Shaun. “Do you like my dad?” Shaun smiled at Maccready. Maccready’s eyes widened. “Whoa...that...a question I never expected, huh?” Maccready rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah...guess I do like your dad...a whole lot.” Shaun gave a grin full of missing teeth, just like Maccready had. “Good.” Shaun said, and he hugged Maccready. Maccready couldn’t help but hug him back. He couldn’t wait for Shaun to meet Duncan. 

X6-88: X6-88 noticed Shaun sneaking around. All he could do was smile. X6 was warming up to, not only Shaun, but to Sole as well. It’s been a couple of weeks now, and X6 was getting used to this new freedom. Luckily for X6,he had Sole to help him become a new person. “I would highly advise you sneaking up on me like that, Shaun...it could end up fatal for you.” X6 couldn’t help but smile, when he heard the soft groan. “Man, X6...you always know when I’m sneaking.” Shaun smiled and hugged X6. X6 kept his soft smile. “Do you need anything?” X6 asked Shaun. Shaun nodded. “Dad told me to tell you, that dinner is ready.” X6 smiled and rubbed Shaun’s hair. “Can I ask you something X6?” Shaun asked, X6 raising an eyebrow. “You may.” X6 responded. “Do you...like my dad?” Shaun asked, catching X6 off guard. He started to blush. “Well...umm...you see...the thing is…” X6 was at a lost for words. He didn’t know how he felt about Sole. “Yes…” X6 responded after a couple of second of thinking. X6 knew that Sole was something special to him. Shaun smiled and hugged X6 “I’m happy. He likes you too.” Shaun ran off. X6 took a second to compose himself, then he followed.

Sorry so late!!!

Danse knew what it was like. That feeling. The utter helplessness of wanting to feel something else. Anything else. Alcohol helped him with that. Know he saw the same signs on Sole. Danse saw how much he drank. How he was always buzzing. How he always had a bottle in his knapsack, “Just in case.” Sole would say, giving a sly wink to Danse. 

Danse knew it all too well. 

“Solider...I need to have a word with you...It’s about...your drinking.”

“What about it?”

“It’s...it’s a little excessive, don’t you think...Soldier.”

“Oh come on, so what if I have a glass before every meal.”

“What about after the meals?”

“I like to wash down the remains of my food.”

“And after that...”

“A little thing for bed.”

“And what about when you’re in bed.”

“...What are you getting at, Danse? Stop beating around the bush.”

“Solider...Sole...you have a problem. You’re too-”

“The only problem I have is you Danse, you’re too nosy.”

“Sole...I’m serious. I know what it’s like.”

“You don’t know what it’s like...”

“Yes...Yes I do...I struggled with alcohol before, Sole...it’s nice to feel something else than pain...”

“YOU...DON’T KNOW...WHAT IT’S LIKE DANSE. I LOST...MY WIFE...MY KID...MY HOME...”

He would be terrified. He always knew that the water was a bad thing. He wasn’t afraid of it, he just didn’t like to get water anywhere near his power armor. His suit is already rusty and he’s had trouble finding any WD-40 and some rust cleaner. He always saw that a clean power armor is power armor that can really represent the Brotherhood. So he does all that he can to make sure to keep it looking nice. 

Sorry if this comes off as wrong, or insensitive…also sorry for taking so long. 

Danse would grab Sole’s waist one day, and ask to speak to him in private. 

“Solider…I…I need to have a word with you. If you may…please sit down. 

The reason why I needed to speak with you in private…is because…well…because of what I’ve been witnessing. 

Sold- Sole…I worry for you. This habit…this…addiction. It’s not good for you. Drugs have a lifelong affect on your body…both physically and mentally. 

I know you’ve heard this before…but please…I promise…this is different.

Sole…I love you…and I’m scared for you. I’ve seen you when you go a day without your enabler. Every time I see you having a withdrawal, my heart breaks. 

I don’t want to lose you. I never want to lose you. 

You’re stronger than this. You’ve gone through so much in this damned wasteland. You survived watching your son get taken away. You survived being tossed into this hell hole and came out the better man for it. 

I just hope one day I’ll be half the man you are. 

But…just know this…Sole…

Whatever you need…honey…whatever at all…I’ll be here for you. I’ll never leave. 

Solider...Solider! Don’t you know that this habit you have of hoarding all this junk is worrisome. It can severely slow you down and make you vulnerable to surprise attacks carried out by the commonwealth scum. 

Oh no...I am not going to carry anything you may have. I will just be enabling your bad habit. So, whatever you have in your hand, keep it in your bag. Besides I’m already carrying supplies needed for this mission. 

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