Overwatch Lemons~ (Requests are CLOSED)

McCree x Reader | My Partner

"Look, Jesse. I really don't think this a good idea. This place is filled with too many innocent." You turned heel out of the saloon before being pulled right back beside McCree. Both of you were put to the task of assassinating a serial killer that was notorious for hanging each of his victims body parts in random places. It was always a horrid sight when you two had to go investigate whenever a new part shows up. "How many times I gotta tell you to not call me that, girl? Now listen. I need you to head on over there and distract him. Or else there'll be more harm than done, ya hear?"

"Ay ay captain." As you walked up and did your thing to distract the killer making sure you entranced his with your seductive movements, McCree starts to creep up from behind you two with his hand calmly rested atop his peacekeeper. 

"Say...How about you and me just get out of here and spend some quality time together?~" His gentle whispers rung through your ears, which pretty much ticked you off, but you kept up with your flirty act. "Oh my, aren't you a gentlemen~ Well, let me grab my things!" His innocent smile quickly turned into a wide grin as he pointed his revolver behind him and shot McCree right around the area of his heart.

Screams rung throughout as you watched McCree drop to the ground with a thud as you quickly pushed yourself through to get to him. "McCree!? H-Hey, get up!" 

*gun clicks*

"Heh. Nice try, but I don't go down that easily. I know all the tricks~ Now...IT'S YOUR TURN." With enough fast reflex you quickly threw down a smoke bomb which lasted long enough for you to drag McCree out into a safe area in a nearby building.

"Jesse!? Jesse! Wake up damn it!" You quickly pulled out a roll of gauze and stripped McCree of his clothing and chestplate. Blood was dripping all over his chest, almost causing you to faint. With a pair of tweezers, you went right in to try pull the bullet out, which caused him to shoot his eyes open in shock and grunt loudly in pain.

"Argh! That fucking hurts like hell!" McCree grit his teeth as you continued to probe around the wound and eventually pulled the bullet out. You took the gauze and wrapped up his chest tight until the sight up blood didn't seep through. Throughout the process, you couldn't help but think to yourself that this whole dilemma was all your fault. You let the target get away and worse, almost got your partner killed. Pain and anger was stricken on your face.

You slowly got up on your feet and turned around, your back facing him. "Look, McCree. I...I don't think I can be your partner anymore." McCree raises an eyebrow in confusion as he took out a cigar and lit it. "The hell do you mean by 'anymore'? If you mean a break then by all means go for it, darling'."

"No. I mean permanently. I can't do this type of thing anymore, Jesse! This is just...I don't know. I just think it's for the better. Goodbye." You tried your best to not shed a tear, but memories of you and McCree's time together from Deadlock, to Blackwatch and Overwatch was just reminding you too much about why you chose to work with McCree and stay with him. Your attachment to him started when you both had met each other.

*Flashback*

 "Looks like I'll be working with you from here on out, McCree. My name's ______." You stuck your hand out as the young cowboy tipped his hat and took your hand to lightly pecked it. "Heh, pleasure's all mine. How did you even manage to join us anyway?" You giggled softly as you winked up at him and put a finger up to your lips. "A woman has her own way of getting things to go her way right? So best not to ask too many questions, cowboy!"

He chuckles softly as he takes a drink of his whiskey sitting on the counter. "Take a seat, ______. Waiter! Give this little lady your best pint." A drink quickly slides over to you and you picked it up to take a quick swig. You immediately realize it was way too strong for your taste, as you begun to cough uncontrollably. McCree bursts out laughing as he watches you struggling to recover from the drink and pats your head.