Junkrat X Fem Reader - Wounds Heal, Scars Fade, But Real Love Is Forever

Part 1 - Isolation

You and Junkrat, AKA: Mr. Jamison Fawkes, had been dating now for quite some time.
As a matter of fact it was coming up to your Two Year Anniversary! You were both completely smitten with each other, Star-Struck if you will.
But Something was getting in the way. An odd feeling had been building up inside Jamie's heart for a short while now, and he had been acting extremely out of character. Not his usual bubbly, bouncy, smiley self.
It was time for you to find out just what it was that was bothering him.

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You sat in the Cafeteria at the Overwatch Headquarters, you had barely seen anyone in the building today.

Tracer, Lucio, and D.va we're out on a mission and the others were all out doing training, except for Winston. He was busy in his lab catching up on some new Scientific articles he wanted to study, with Athena's help of course. Something about planets and whatnot. You were interested but too worried about Junkrat to really pay attention to what the others were doing with their time.

You peered out the tall windows at the raindrops trickling down the glass whilst eating your lunch. Well... More like picking at your food wondering what your boyfriend was up to.

Today he happened to be sleeping in which was unusual for him to say the least. Not like him at all, in fact FAR from it which you and Roadhog knew all too well.

You heard heavy footsteps heading towards the cafeteria and twisted your head around to see Roadhog plodding into the room, grabbing a bite to eat.

He meandered over to your table next to the window and heavily sat himself down in the chair opposite you.

"Oh, hey Mako, have you seen Jamison about recently?". He let out a long sigh "Hey Y/N, Nope, he's still in his room, hasn't come out as far as I know".

You sat in silence, both finishing your meals in peace to the sound of the rain hammering against the glass pains. You ate what you could but mostly sat there picking at it until it went cold.

'Is it something I've done? Something I've said? Have I upset him? Does he hate me?.... Or maybe he's having second thoughts about us...' you wondered, getting lost in your own headspace.

"Let me guess" Roadhog said as he got out of his seat. "You wanna know what's up with him huh?" He towered over you, the height difference almost comedic.

"Come on, let's go" he sighed, taking your tray away with his and disposing of the evidence of your half-eaten meal, walking you out the large doors.

You walked together down the long halls until you reached Junkrat's room. You both stood at his door for a moment.

You glanced up at Roadhog, staring at his black leather pig mask. You could feel his eyes boring into you even though you couldn't see them.

"Do you think he's ok?" You asked barely above a squeak, picking at your lip, trying to hide the worried tone in your voice.

Mako Grunted in response. You didn't know whether to take that as a yes or a no, so you simply stared back at the door, pondering about why Junkrat would be isolating himself like this.

This was the exact opposite of something he would do.

You thought to yourself for a moment 'All relationships have bumps, twists and turns, but it just strengthens your bond... Right?' You sure hoped so.

Mako slammed his fist hard against the door, and it let out a loud BOOM! that echoed down the halls. You jumped out of your skin.

"What the hell was that for!" You whisper yelled, jumping at the sudden loud interruption of your thoughts.

You were glad that everyone had already gotten up or had gone out considering the time, otherwise that noise would've woken them all up on high alert.

Roadhog kept his fist on the door for a moment before withdrawing it, not bothering to answer your question, which only further intensified your worries.

After another few moments of silence, Roadhog finally gave up. He lowered his arm, turned and began trudging away. You waited patiently, hearing his footsteps fade off down the corridor.

"Jamie?" You asked softly, in almost a whisper like voice. What's going on?