oooooo i rly love your blog! i thought requests are closed but thank god its open ;; can i request mccree, genji, and prefall! gabe's s/o feel that they're not good enough of them and successfully ran from their room at night and trying to runaway from overwatch but they found them? sorry if its too specific ;;;;
((A/N - The more specific the more I can write, honestly!))
The night was cold, a bitter wind breezing through your locks. The moonlight made shadows dance around you. You took one look back at the base, regretting having ever gotten involved with Overwatch in the first place. It was all too good to be true; them accepting you, you being promoted to work in Blackwatch and from there finding the love of your life. It was too perfect and you knew something was going to happen to ruin it. It was best you get out early before you had your heart broken.
You pulled the strap of your bag filled with your belongings over your shoulder, boots sludging through the long grass and looking towards the bright lights of the city. That was where you would stay for the night and carry on travelling tomorrow morning.
You ducked your head down, eyes instantly watering at being caught and having to face him.
“What.. What’re y'doin’, sweetheart?”
You only took one step forward before a cold hand gripped around your wrist, your other quickly being brought up to hurridly wipe away a fallen tear.
“Darlin’. Talk t'me. Please.”
You only looked at him because of how broken and cracked his voice sounded. You owed him this much. His brows furrowed in concern and lips were downturned. He was dressed in his PJs still, meaning he must have followed you as soon as you left. You shivered from the wind. He broke. Warmth surrounded you as Jesse encased you with his arms, his body shuddering.
“Come back. Don’t go. I don’t know what I’d do without ya’.” His deep voice muffled by burying his face in your hair.
You surrendered to his embrace, becoming limp in his arms. How could you be so foolish? How could you do this to the one you love? Your gaze was emotionledd as you internally beat yourself up. Again, you didn’t feel you deserved someone who loved you as much as Jesse McCree.
“Well get through this, (Y/N). I promise.”
You looked over at your boyfriend, sleeping soundly on his side of the bed, his red lights making the room glow ominously. His chest rose and sank rhythmically.
You’d been setting this for a while. The first time Genji had asked you why you were leaving the comfy confines of your bed, you said you were going for a walk as you couldn’t sleep. That was your excuse for everytime he caught you after that, but in reality you were prepping. Bag filled with essentials, warm clothes hidden outside in your safe space. You were ready. You took one last glance at your perfect boyfriend, eyes blurring with tears. You didn’t deserve him. You didn’t deserve any of this.
Practice made perfect, stepping in places where the floor wouldn’t creak and opening the door just enough to slip out. Once outside of the base, the cool air hit your face. You located your belongings and began the trek out of town.
What you never knew was that Genji was watching your every step, and had been everytime you went out for a ‘walk’.
Before you could even leave the grounds, Genji was at your side but a step behind, his footsteps silent. His voice made you jump.
“Where are you going, (Y/N)?”
You hugged your bag close to your body, keeping your eyes downcast.
“I can’t stay, Genji. I don’t deserve this, Overwatch’s protection.. you.”
Your bottom lip was trembling, brows furrowed.
“You are family. Of course we here for you. I am here for you.”
Genji reached towards your hand slowly, as though comforting a frightened animal. He grasped his hand firmly around yours, pulling you in close to shield you from the cold.
“We will work on this, (Y/N). You have a bright future ahead. Do not think for one second I will not be with you every step of the way.”
Droplets began falling from the dark sky, pattering against your clothes.
He was devastated. He was only away for two days and you were gone. Your belongings still sat in your shared room, a note that you had written and sealed left on the coffee table. In it you had said you felt guilty and unworthy. Using Overwatch’s resources to protect you just felt wrong. You had gone into hiding by yourself.
Gabriel was protecting you against Talon. After they took Amélie… He shook his head, not able to think about what they could do. He couldn’t sit on the bed staring at the blank wall all day. He had to find you. He loves you and couldn’t let you get hurt.
You had somehow ended up in Dorado, appreciating the current festival from the shadows. You carried only money and your passport. Anything else could be easily bought and just dragged you down. Your heart sank when you saw families laughing or couples holding hands. You bit your lip, a bitter taste in your mouth. Turning around, you apologised to the person you had just bumped into, making to side step around them. A hand caught your upper arm, immobilising you. Your head shot up, meeting those familiar chocolate pools which looked.. tired. You sighed, not realising how tense you were.
“Why?” Gabriel croaked.
Music littered the background, colourful lights creating shadows on your face. You gulped. Why.
“You do too much for me. I’m a civillian. Not an agent. Overwatch should be prioriti-”
“Overwatch can shove it up their asses, (Y/N). You felt guilty? For us protecting you? Talon are out there hunting us. I need you to be safe.”
You leant back, fear rippling through your chest at how angry he was. He saw it reflect on your face and let go of your arm.
“Please. Come back. We miss you. I miss you.”
You looked down at your trembling hands and nodded. Gabriel was on you in an instant.
“I love you, (Y/N).”
“I love you too.”