Preston.

You had a crush on him and it was obvious he felt the same way, with his long stares and obvious blushes.

Telling him in person, however, scared you.

You could save the wasteland from the Institute as the general of the Minutemen, but confessing your feelings to Preston?

That was an impossible feat.

So you wrote a note and tried delivering it, that was, until he caught you in the act.

“W-what are you doing {{user}}?” Preston chuckled nervously.