Overwatch Oneshots

Moira X Mercy

MERCYS POV:
This is the worst point in history. People are dying left right and center. The best doctors and scientist where called to help all across the country to help with the new crisis. Even black watch. I shrugged at the thought of them. Our hospital was full.

Me and winston was overworked. That's why blackwatch was helping in our hospital. That meant sharing the same workspace and dorm as them. Winston and Alex (also known as Alexander) took the male dorm. Which means I was stuck with Moira. We had briefly met in other situations. I didn't like her one bit. She tortures people for fun. She has always stared at me weirdly. Like she craved me however I used to shrug it off because I barely knew her.

But now it was different, I felt her eyes at me whilst I slept. I felt vunerable to her in my own personal space. Her eyes burning holes and the back of my head. I knew she was awake. I can't begin to describe the feeling. It's like she looked through my soul. I felt her eyes dart back as I breathed out in a sigh. I couldn't sleep whilst I felt like I was being watched. I was gonna give it 5 more minutes. Before I snapped.

I felt her eyes on me deeper this time. Like she wanted something from me. The room was tiny. We had two seperate single beds but they was practically together. The room was so close and cramped. I felt her breathing heavily on my neck. Her hot breath sending shivers down me.

I finally snapped at the orange haired woman.

"What do you want." I said in a stern tone.

"What do you think I want. Dr Ziegler?" She said smirkingly.

I got all flustered and turn back to feel her staring at you even more. I felt her move her bed closer to mine. I was anxious. My cheeks burning red. This isn't what I wanted this was torture. I hated this woman. I shouldn't get bothered by her. The beds were close together now. So close to the point Moira could touch me at any given moment. I knew what she wanted. I don't know if I could go through with this. She was supposed to be my mortal enemy.

Her hand slid onto my hips. Working it's way up. I gasped as her long finger nails caressed your skin. She moved her hand back down putting her hand up my T-shirt onto your bare skin. Her cold hands made you shiver. She moved your chin in her direction. And moved her face onto mine. I liked it. Not just liked, i loved it. She saw how your cheeks went red at every touch. She pulled away from you. Chuckling at you.

"So Dr Ziegler? You seemed to like that quite a bit for somebody who's supposed to hate me." She said seductively.

I didn't respond and turned away from her blushing like crazy. What the fuck just happened, why did I like it? I questioned myself. I felt her grinning with her behind me.
She pulled me closer with her arms round me cuddling me. A million thoughts ran through my head. I wanted it to happen again. It's like she just tested whether I liked her. Turns out I did but why? My thoughts was cut off by her saying.
"Goodnight. Dr."
I snickered at her whilst she chuckled and her arms got tighter round my chest.

I don't think working with her is going to be that big of a problem anymore.