Could you do a scenario with McCree and/or Genji having a crush on a mechanic who works for Overwatch but doesn't go out on missions (mostly just fixes weapons/armor/prosthetics stuff like that)
(Both of them on the same mechanic or separately? Kyaa, I wanna make it a love triangle~)
[Name] had not been a part of the reformed Overwatch for long, but already they were starting to gain attention from some of their colleagues. The most notable were the affections of a certain cowboy and a cyborg ninja.
Since [Name] didn’t really go on missions at all, and spent most of their time indoors, the options on how to approach them were limited. The best time to catch them was during lunch, in the late afternoon or when they were working, though the last one was not recommended. Yet it was the one time Jesse had chosen.
“Howdy, [Name],” he greeted in a familiar tone, causing his romantic interest to look up from the gun they were working on.
“Howd- Hi,” they replied, catching themself before copying the greeting, “I’m kind of busy right now, but what is it?” Jesse wasn’t discouraged – his eyes curiously scanned his crush’s project before he spoke again.
“Yer busy most of the time,” he eventually replied, shrugging as he made his way into [Name]’s line of sight. They stopped working for a moment, since Jesse seemed insistent on getting their attention. “How ‘bout I pull you away for a drink or two?” he offered, getting straight to the point.
[Name] rolled their eyes as they turned back to their working counter.
“McCree, I told you – I’m busy. I have to get everything done on time. I am the only mechanic around right now, well, besides Winston. But he’s busy doing other things… With everyone relying on me, I have no time for dates,” they stated simply, not especially hostile with their intents.
“I’m sure there’s a more gentle way to shoot a fella down,” Jesse chuckled, still holding his ground. [Name] sighed.
“Your persistence is admirable,” they stated with a roll of their eyes. The cowboy tilted his hat, not sure if he should be flattered.
“How ‘bout jus’ coffee? A five minute break won’t hurt,” he tried again, and [Name] shrugged and showed him an apologetic look.
“I can’t. Genji will be here any minute now,” they started, immediately gaining Jesse’s curiosity, “I promised to look at his arm. It got damaged on his last mission… Though I’m not sure why he wouldn’t go to Winston, since I find him far too complicated to-” they paused, sighing. “Nevermind.” They’d noticed they had started to ramble and brought it to a quick stop.
“I didn’t notice anythin’ wrong with it when we…”
'Speak of the devil’ came to mind when the door opened and both [Name] and Jesse turned toward the door. It was Genji with his cat-like steps, waving a hello before turning to Jesse.
“Oh, I did not know you had company,” he said, directing it to [Name] and slowly dragging his gaze to them.
“He was just leaving,” [Name] assured with a smile as they glanced at the cowboy, too. “Weren’t you, McCree?”
Reluctantly, Jesse took a few steps toward the door, stopping just before passing Genji.
“Well, you two have fun with, uh, fixin’ yer arm…” he said, drawing out the words as if referring to something else.
“I don’t know how much fun we’ll have with that, to be honest,” [Name] said as they got up and grabbed Genji by the wrist, and the latter easily obliged as he lifted his arm for them to inspect. Some minor damage could be seen on the surface armor, but it appeared to be working fine.
“Ah, I wouldn’t underestimate your pleasant company,” Genji quickly retorted, sounding like he was smiling as he spoke. It was hard to tell with the mask and the slight echo in his voice. [Name] showed a half smile at the compliment.
“Well, aren’t you in the mood for flattery, both of you,” they chuckled. A soft glare was now directed at Jesse. “But really, you should get out. You’re disturbing my work.”
“I get it, I get it. I’m goin’,” he assured, bringing his hands up in defeat. He dug out a cigarillo from his back pocket as he headed for the door. “Think 'bout my offer, though.” With a wink, he exited. The last thing he saw was [Name] shaking their head.
It occured to Jesse that both him and Genji seemed to be interested in the same person. And as usual, Genji was being a lot sneakier about his approach than him – and it clearly had its rewards, too. As he lit up his cigarillo, he briefly wondered if he could keep up in this 'gentlemen’s competition’.
There was no way he was giving up that easily, though.