Overwatch X Reader Oneshots

Roadhog X Male!Reader

Here you go bud! You know who you are! uwu
Warning, this is super fricken gay. Not like sinful gay but fluffy gay.

(h/l): Hair length

(s/t): Skin tone

(Your POV)
It was rare for times like this. Just calm moments like this as you sat on a hill with your boyfriend. You had a small tray of sweets in front of both of you, since you both shared the love for sweets. As intimidating of a man your piggy lover could be, he was quite a gentle soul when you get to know him. So there you sat, leaning against your boyfriend as you looked at the sunset, his massive hand placed over yours.

It was very rare for calm moments like these to occur, that with the chaotic man that was Junkrat in your lives. He was practically your little brother, even though you were older than him.

You and Roadhog didn't talk often in these moments, for they were too precious to ruin the silence. Well, that and Mako was not the man of much words himself. But Junkrat had told you that with you around, Mako would speak a bit more often and overall seemed happier.

You nibbled on a caramel filled chocolate, closing your eyes and savoring the moment. Once you finished your piece, you looked out at the sky. The sun had just finished setting and the stars were beginning to come out. You shifted so you weren't leaning on Mako anymore and laid back, smiling and staring at the stars. You had always liked them and took a fascination for them a while back when you were a little boy.

You watched as Roadhog laid back with you, smiling and laughing softly when he wrapped his arm around you. "How was I so lucky to meet a little piggy like you?" Mako spoke up, keeping his gaze upward. He still had his mask on, so it was kind of hard to read his emotions. "How was I so lucky to fall hard for a gentle giant like you?" You said in reply, turning your head to look at him.

He took his free hand and undid the buckles on his mask and took it off, turning to look at you. He smiled slightly as you raised your hand to touch his face. It was littered with scars, but what would you expect from a man like him who was constantly in fights. Your fingertips gently and carefully traced every little scar, a small frown on your face. You felt bad that he had to have this many scars. You knew each one of them had a story, he told you each one. It surprised you that a large man with his past would be such a gentle person.

Mako leaned forward and gently pressed his lips to your forehead, running a hand through your (h/l) locks. "I love you," he mumbled against your (s/t) skin. "I love you too, Mako.." you laughed softly and leaned into his touch. You two just sat there for a moment before the loud, thickly accented voice of Jamison shook you two from your thoughts.

But that didn't matter to you..