Overwatch One Shots and Imagines

Reinhardt Wilhelm- Christmas Tree (a)

Fareeha threw boxes down from the attic. A large box thudded into your chest, peering inside you saw an array of different coloured tinsel, baubles and other Christmas decorations, glistening like treasure in a pirate's chest. On her hands and knees, she re-entered the crawl space, the pitter patter of her hands and knees danced around as she darted back and forth.

"Y/N, where did you put the tree last year?"

"I didn't, Angela packed it away last year!" Fareeha let out a sea of huffs and puffs before climbing down the ladder, dodging the stacks of decorations as she jumped down the last few rungs.

"Well Y/N it isn't up there, I guess we'll just have to go without a tree, it's Christmas Eve, nowhere is going to be open, come on, I'll go back up and you can pass me the stuff"

Her head hung to the floor, her steps were heavy, her feet dragged along the floor, as she solemnly turned back to the ladder, starting to walk towards it.

"Wait Fareeha, wait, I have an idea wait here."

"What's the point?

"Please Fareeha, I'll just be a few minutes."

"Fine... Just don't be too long, I've got paperwork to sort."

Darting down the hall you made your way to Reinhardt's room, following the sounds of Hasselhoff. With a closed fist you slammed on the door, hoping he would hear you over the sounds of 'True Survivor'. The music cut off as Reinhardt's large greyed head peeked from behind the door, you let yourself in and whispered into his ear.

"Hhhmmm" he raised his hand to his chin and stroked his silver beard. "What is in it for me?"

"Well... You get to spread Christmas cheer and bring joy and life to Fareeha? Pwease?" You tried your best to open your eyes as wide as possible in an attempt to make your best puppy dog face, it always melted him.

With a sigh and a begrudging look he agreed, grabbing his hand you both ran down the corridors back to Fareeha who was now sat on the floor with her elbows resting on her knees, knocking a small, glittery bauble around with her feet. As you appeared she lifted her head and gave a perplexed expression, tilting her head. You ran next to Fareeha and let out a series of excited claps and squeals.

"Okay Reinhardt, just like we practiced."

Raising his arms to his side he let out a deep sigh "you owe me Y/N".

Diving into one of the boxes on the floor you pulled out a large reel of red tinsel, and threw it around Reinhardt's neck.

"Come on Fareeha." A gentle smile crept upon her cheeks "grab some baubles.".

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Written by Aaron.