We all have had that awkward time in our lives when we have had or still have a crush on a person or thing that isn't real. If you are reading this book then you probably still do...Well your not alone! We all have a problem and I'll help you with y...
Okay if ya'll don't like these chapters FUCKING SKIP THEM! I'm sorry but I am a fujoshi, and for those of you who do not know what a fujoshi is, they are girls (or guys) who have a specific liking to YAOI or BOY ON BOY or GAY SHIT ( or Yuri can't remember). If you have a problem with that then I'm sorry. Anyway in this chapter you are a boy. BOY. Cannot stress that enough, and if you are a boy then give yourself a pat on the back you've made it to the dark parts of Wattpad. Oh by the way if you are part of the fujoshi cult, or label yourself as one I'll help you out by supplying you that good shit-
/Blood Bank-S and M Shit/
/Killing Stalking/
/Out of Control/
/A Guy like You/
/The Matters of Life and Death/
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You sit around Overwatch headquarters, spinning around in circles in a rolling chair. The others were out on a mission and you had just decided to stick it out here, in your room, by yourself. You've been having a hard time focusing when fighting, and you have no idea why. Maybe it was Widow Makers gunshots or Tracers weird blue light that follows her everywhere. You shake your head, that couldn't be it.
You were one of the medics of the group and had the job of reviving those who have fallen. Of course in your group, you didn't give a shit about the other group. You stand up from the spinning chair and begin to walk around Overwatch, out of the blue you hear a very frustrated voice. "I can't believe they actually left me behind!" You turn the corner of the building to find Mcree stomping around in his boots. Thump. You turn back around and go the other way in an attempt to avoid him. For whatever reason your heart hurts terribly whenever your around him. The only thing was, you had no idea why. You stop in your tracks to think for a second.
What was it about him? His beard? No. His cold yet warm eyes? No. His toned body? Probably. What was it then?! You stand there gripping your forehead in an attempt to understand what was going on, in the mean time Mcree had decided to follow the strange whispers he was hearing in the hallway. His boots made a sound every time he stepped but you were to deep in thought to realize he was coming. He turned the corner and spotted you furrowing your eyebrows in confusion, he began to feel his face turn red. "M-M/n?" You spin around and face the cowboy. "Yes?" You felt your face begin to flush. "What 're ya doin'?" He asks. Maybe it's his voice, You thought. "Uh, just t-thinking." He shakes his head. "No I mean, ain't you with the group?" You sigh. "No, they left without me. I slept in on accident." Mcree smiles then begins to chuckle. "You ain't the only one they left behind." You look at him. "Wait they didn't want to bring you?!"
He nods. "Well, I wouldn't say that but they did leave me here." You nod. The both of you just stood there in an awkward silence. "Soo, what were ya thinking about?" You hum. "What are you talking about?" He lifts an eyebrow. "Weren't you thinking about something just earlier?" You nod. "Oh Y-yeah..."
He waits. Just what was it about him that lured you in? That had been buzzing around in your head for the longest time. Thump Thump. Your mind started to fog up.You sharply breathe out and grip your heart. What the hell was wrong with you? You gasp. Mcree's eyes nearly popped out of his head when you started to bend over and fall to the ground. He caught you and held your body in his arms. He ran down to the medical square and quickly but softly placed you on the clinic bed. His mind was racing with thoughts like 'What the hell do I do?' and 'Oh my lord he's gonna die!'. The large garage door began to open and Mcree made a dash for it in hope of finding the french blonde. "Mercy!!" She spun around to face the cowboy. "Yes?" He gasped for breath. "I-it's M/n! He's in the clinic, he needs help!" Her face drops and her wings come out flying over to the medical square.
It had been almost 20 minutes before Mcree had been let into the room.
"Is he gon' be okay?" She turns around and nods. "Yes but I may need to talk to him when he wakes u-" "What the hell?" They both snap their heads towards you with smiles on their faces. "Your awake!" Mcree yelps. "Okay since you are now slightly awake I need to ask you some questions." Mercy says to you. You nod then Mercy looks back at Mcree. "Could you give us some space?" He nods then leaves the room, what you didn't know was that as soon as the door closed, he immediately stuck his ear to the door.
"So m/n tell me what happened."
"Well. I was talking to Mcree and my heart i-it started bumping against my chest and I couldn't stop feeling hot." She nods and you continue. "I kept stuttering and I had no idea what to do." She nods then grabs a clip board and writes something down. She sighs. "M/n if I am correct I believe you have a terrible case of....." You lean forward. "Love." She smiles at you in which your eyes widened. "Love?" Mcree pops his head up like a puppy. "Love?" He whispers to himself. "Yes," Mercy replies. "If you feel like this whenever your around him then you love him." You didn't know what to say. Love, how? You've never loved someone before, especially a male.
"You need to tell him how you feel if you want to cure this deadly disease." She smiles and pokes at you playfully. You giggle for a minute then stop. "H-how do I tell him?" The door opens. "You don't need to." Mcree steps in and your face lights up bright red. "Y-you heard u-us?!" He nods and looks at Mercy. She understood. Getting up, she turned back around just before leaving to give you a thumbs up. You cover up your face in embarrassment.
"What'cha coverin' up your face for?"
You mumble something. "What's that?" He smiles. You mumble it again. He groans grips your hands, pulls them apart from your face. He began to lean into you slowly closing his eyes.
You began to choke up, having no idea what to do. Then you decide to place your hand over his mouth. He gives you a confused look. You place your lips on your hand almost like you were kissing him. He opens his eyes in surprise. When he notices that your's were closed, he began to do the same. After a minute or so you lift your hand off his mouth and lean back into your bedm flushed. Mcree smirks. Off guard he grabs both of your hands and kisses you, mouth to mouth and not mouth to hand to mouth. You closed your eyes happily and he does the same. You lift your lips from his in an attempt to gain your breath back and smile at him. "I love you."
