shattered pieces of a Red emblem Engineer x Reader

hospitality

(y/n): I'm home!

My parents greeted me from the kitchen.

I took my jacket off and hung it on the peg while Dell took his hard hat and goggles off.

Engineer: excuse me, young lady. Can I lay this down somewhere?

(y/n): Of course.

I took the helmet and goggles from him. i grabbed a handkerchief to dry them off with before I laid them on the table.

Engineer: thanks again for the offer, but you really didn't have to do this for me.

A small blush crept over his cheeks. I smiled kindly back at him.

(y/n): it's nothing. Don't mention it. besides, I like to help people.

Engineer: oh by the way. I never got your name, Miss.

(y/n): it's (y/n). But you can also call me (nickname) if you prefer.

Engineer: I would rather call you by your full name, it's a very beautiful name after all. but I must say that like your nickname as well, it really suits you.

(y/n): thanks, what's yours?

"I can't let him know that I am a fan. that would creep him out. so for now, I will not say a word about anything I know.... shit, I have to hide my merchandise."

I thought

Engineer: It's. Dell, Dell Conagher.

He held his gloved hand out. I shook it and smiled even brighter than before. We then walked past the kitchen, straight into the living room. or well he did. the first thing i did was to get a towel for the poor soaked man.

as soon as we took a seat my mother walked in. her (e/c) eyes widened surprise as she saw the engineer remove the towel from his face. she had the feeling she knows him from somewhere and she can't put her finger on how strange he looks compared to us.

mom: Hi.

Engineer: hello ma'am.

Mom:(y/n) dear, can you help me out in the kitchen?

I nod before I turned around so I could face the small Texan again.

(y/n): Please make yourself at home. I will make you some coffee or tea if you rather have that. also, do you want sugar and or milk in it?

Engineer: no thank you. I drink it plain.

I nodded and followed my mother.

Ones we were in the other room, she closed the door.

(If your from a county where they don't speak English than imagine you say this in your native language )

Mom: Can you explain who that is and why he looks like that guy from that war game you always play?

My father raises an eyebrow. he looks up from the pan full of soup he was sturring in.

(y/n): That game has a name mom, Its called Team Fortress 2. and you might think he is a cosplayer, well that's not the case if you couldn't guess. He has the exact same face and voice, there is no way you can do that with prosthetics and make it look so real. and to get the same voice that would take years of practice and even then it would be slightly off. not to mention he is the same height and has the same body type. There is just no way he could be a cosplayer.

Mom: What?! Why did you bring him here? He is practically a stranger to you. He fights a war for god sake!! he could have killed you.

(y/n): No, he isn't a stranger and he would never involve someone innocent in that. I know I can trust him.

My father seems really confused at this point. he thinks we are joking and just trying to make it seem convincing.

Dad: what are you talking about?

You will see when you meet our guest.

My mother and I both say in sync before we face each other again, leaving my father puzzled about the conversation.

Mom: How can you be sure he won't do anything?

(y/n): Mom, let's be real, i've been in the fandom since they released the teaser trailers and meet the videos. I've played the game since it came out in 2007 and I read all the comics multiple times. not to sound rude or anything but if someone knows anything regarding this man then it should be me.he is a very nice guy. and I don't think he would ever involve an innocent person in the fights between Red and Blu.

I think I lost my parents halfway through. they never saw any of the meet the videos or the update videos such as meet the heavy or experation date. all they ever saw was from when they walked in my room while I was reading the webcomics or playing the game.and for them to understand what Red and blue are or other ingame definitions are unlikely.

now and then my dad would ask what I was playing and we would talk about the game for a bit since he likes video games, but I don't think he remembered much of it.

(y/n): Please let him stay. he was sitting in the rain and I assume he is either homeless or lost. he works for Red that's true but- He really isn't a threat I promise.

Dad: Fine but if he tries anything I will have to call the police.

(y/n): Don't prejudice a book by its cover.

I said with a frown.

Mam: also why did he work for a color?

There they come, the stupid questions I have to answer even though they wouldn't understand. It's their company name, Blu is their opponent. with that said, I quickly grabbed some cups from the cabinet answered before I left the kitchen. if I didn't slip out they would continue to ask questions which might have led to them sending Mister Conager away.

My mom looked at my father, a worried expression could be found on her face.

Dad: don't worry. if she says we can trust him I'm sure we can. Well I hope at least

He turned the coffee machine on And sights.

Back at your P.O.V

I place the cubs on the table, I walked over to the cupboard to grab the cookie jar. I sat down on the cough as well.

(y/n): that will be everything for now.

"Wow, this is awkward. I need to strike up a conversation"

I thought.

(y/n): so Dell. Don't mind me asking but are you an Engineer or a Construction Worker of sorts?

Dell: I was an Engineer ...

(y/n): was? Do you get a different job?

I said a little confused. my curiosity got the better of me. I simply had to know what happened.

He shook his head

Dell: no, sadly I got fired. The company I worked for had gone bankrupt . all employers had to leave.

(y/n): that's horrible.

Dell: yeah it's pretty sad.

I was good friends with my colleagues. we were almost like a family. Perhaps that was because we practically lived on our workspace. so we had no choice but to get along.

"wow, I never knew they were that close as a team. I would like to ask him so many questions but I have to ask them in a less obvious way."

For some time we had a friendly chat until dinner was served.