McCree x Reader Oneshots

It's a Date, Then. (Spoopy Oneshot Edition :^))

A/N: Henlo, yes, this isn't spoopy, but I had the Halloween spirit >:3 Happy holidays my dudes, stay safe uwu

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The day was here. It was Halloween, which meant lots of work put into costumes (and lots of money spent). The heroes of Overwatch were busy, but not busy enough to not participate in Halloween. They always went all out on costumes, decorations and activities. Overwatch never fails to amaze me.

Mercy and I were in charge of dressing everyone up. It was mostly makeup, but we still got something out of it. There were costumes spanning from ghouls to vampires, from witches to pirates - amazing stuff. Mercy was really good at this kind of thing, so I was pretty much her apprentice in Halloween spirit. She taught me all kinds of techniques beforehand, so I didn't really need her help.

"(Y/N), do you think you could take over for me for a few minutes? I have to run to the storage room to get some more face paint." Mercy asked me.

"Of course, it's no problem."

I thought it wasn't a problem, until I saw the person I was supposed to work on. Of all people, why him?

"Well howdy, darlin'." McCree greeted me with a smile.

God I hate that cocky smile. I love it at the same time though. I just can't stand looking at him knowing he'll try and pull something funny on me. He's always been a huge flirt towards me, but the question is, why me? I'm only here as a scientist to help test stuff and all that.

"I'm surprised you're participating in Halloween," I replied, "thought you were "too tough" for that kind of stuff."

"Aw, don't do me like that, pumpkin. I know you really want a chance to talk to me every now and then, and this is the perfect chance." The cowboy teased.

I growled in annoyance. He wasn't wrong, it's just annoying how he treats me like I'm nothing more than a dog. He always teases me, and even though I work in an area that focuses on keeping heroes alive, he isn't submissive at all. I just wish he would-

"Now, what do we have here?" Mercy said as she came back into the room. "Don't get too touchy now, (Y/N)." She chuckled.

"W-What?!" I was so lost in thought that I had forgotten about Mercy.

What did she mean by touchy? Suddenly I look down and...

Oh. Great. As if it wasn't awkward enough, I was so lost in thought that when I was buttoning Jesse's shirt up, I had touched his chest. Oh golly, am I burning up. I have to do something quick.

"Well now, I never knew you were like this, (Y/N)." Jesse teased, winking at me.

"I-It was an accident!! I swear!!" I stammered, my face red as I slipped away, back to my station.

The rest of the day I was so petrified, worrying that Mercy might've told someone about the incident. Suddenly, someone came to my station again. It was McCree. Greeeat.

"L-Look, I'm really sorry about.. earlier. Just please d-don't make fun of me! I'm tired of you being so-"

"Hey, calm down. It's alright, darlin'. You're actually pretty cute like this, heh." The cowboy interrupted.

"C-Cute?" I've never been called cute before. I'm never even noticed in the workplace.

"Say, would you like to go to the café tomorrow? I'd really like to know more about ya." He asked me.

Did he seriously ask me out? That's just lovely, as if I wasn't made fun of by others about liking McCree enough, THIS just had to come up. Well, I guess it beats being lonely all the time.

"U-Um. Maybe? I-I mean- uhhhhh yes? Yeah. Yes. I'd love to." I managed to spit out as I panicked.

"Perfect. See you at 2:00 then?"

"Yeah. 2:00."

"It's a date, then."

~End~