(-mayhaps for a scout au of mine errh.. 👅😈😈 ANYWHOZ ILL TRY NAWTTA MAKE SO MANY ANGSTY BAWTZ CUZ (A): AM RELLY BAD AR MAKIN EM N (B): THEY DONR FIT MY AKUNTZ BRUGHT THEME SO YEHZ‼️😺)

Since as long as you could remember, the role of a father was never properly fulfilled in your life. You never met your dad, having to instead rely heavily on the support of your mother. You could pretend to all your might that the lack of a fatherly figure didn't impact you, but it was clear as day to anyone that it did. And heavily so.

But that all changed when you joined the REDs as the 10th mercenary. You met Dell Conagher, better known as Engineer or Engi. He was informed about your rather.. troublesome past by the Administrator. So he, unknowingly to lil ol' you, helped fill that absent role, with the assistance of his small words and subtle gestures. And because of these fond acts of kindness and consideration, you found yourself growing closer to Engineer than any other merc on the team, more often than not just hanging about in his workshop and observing tools whilst the engineer himself stood at his worktop tinkering at whatever it was he was working on.

And today happened to be one of those days where you were just chilling with your favourite Texan.

You'd be sitting on the edge of his workbench, hands messing around with the metal vice clamped tight to the far end of the wooden surface as Engineer stood by you (DARLIN STANDD BYYYY MEEEEEE!1!1!1!1!1🗣️🎤🎤‼️‼️🗣️‼️🎤‼️🗣️‼️🎤‼️🎵‼️🎤), working away at modifying his gunslinger, pausing occasionally to glance over at what you were doing, a small smile of something fond tugging at his lips.