"What are you up to today?" She hummed softly, kind eyes glancing at her wrist, purple pen in hand.
"Experiments, nothing new of course." Beautifully written cursive appeared right under her previous, less neat words. She took a happy sigh, eyes full of love as she stared at every fancy letter. She hadn't known the name of her mystery soul mate, all she knew of them was the letter 'M'. Mark? Marie? Could be any name. But rushing to find out who her soulmate was, wasn't something she really could do. She had responsibilities, she didn't have the time, but that was okay, as long as she got her beautiful messages. She figured her soulmate was a scientist, due to the fact that they mentioned 'experiments' and explained their very own hypothesis about the meaning of life the best they could, while fitting it on an arm. She sat up, and wrote,
"I've got to get back to work, talk to you later M?" She pulled her collared sleeve down and re buttoned it, as she got back to work, typing fast on her keyboard, hoping time would go by faster so she could get home and relax a bit. Since she had not waited to look for a reply, she didn't see the response her soulmate gave her. "Talk to you then, (Y/N)". Had she actually checked her arm she would notice that her soulmate somehow knew her first name, even though they did not reveal that to each other at all. Since birth it was always M and (First initial of your name).
~Timeskip a bit~
(Y/N) finally finished all of her work for the day, and proceeded to head out of her office space, saying polite goodbyes to her fellow coworkers that she was friendly with. She sighed heavily as she sat in her car, throwing her bag in the backseat and starting the car. She leaned back in her seat, listening to some mellow music as she drove down the street. About a half hour of this (Y/N) finally arrived home. She grabbed her bag and walked up the steps, turning the key in her lock, she was greeted with an adorable pup, a mini schnauzer who jumped up against her calves. She giggled picking the pup up, happily letting it lick her chin and cheeks. After a moment she let the dog down and turned on the lights, making her way into the kitchen to feed her small companion. She hummed a melody as she set the dog bowl full of food on the floor, following a water bowl as well. When she was finished she opened her food cabinet to see what she could eat. She sighed again and headed up to her bedroom to change. "I guess mac n cheese isn't too terrible." She mumbled to herself. She undressed in her bedroom, leaving the door open for her furry friend, if they wanted to join. She pulled off her work clothes and changed into a comfy pair of pajamas. She glanced at her wrist, and sighed happily. She pulled out her purple pen, the one she knew M loved, and began to write.
"I'm home M, how did your experiments for the day go?" She stuck the pen in her pocket, not expecting an answer for a bit, however almost immediately after she stepped out of her bedroom, M had already began to write back.
"They went well, how was work?" She blinked a few times but smiled again as she headed back to her kitchen to start her dinner. She pulled her pen out of her pocket.
"It was alright. Nothing really happened and I was quite bored." She plopped on her couch and threw on the tv. Immediately the news channel popped up. She looked curious, as her pup jumping up to sit in her lap and she began to pet it. She quickly turned up the volume.
"Now authorities are on the run, unable to track down the Minister of Oasis, Moira O'Deorain, who accused of many unethical studies. Back before the organization Overwatch was disbanded, Moira O'Deorain had worked for the team and had even been moved to the covert ops division, Blackwatch where she continuously conducted her experiments and created many weapons for the organization. After Overwatch's dismantlement, Moira's whereabouts were unknown, until an anonymous tip was received that she was put into position of Oasis, dedicated to science and only science. Oasis has admitted to offering this title to Moira, but has also claimed that they no longer required her assistance, for more unknown reasons. O'Deorain had first refused to leave, then had made a run, and the search for O'Deorain is on, to take her into questioning for a possible arrest. Info on what exactly Moira was researching is still coming.""Huh." (Y/N) Said to herself. She shrugged and got back up to see to her food. She went back to humming and glanced at her wrist still waiting for M to respond. She sighed when she saw nothing and continued cooking. Suddenly a loud knock sounded at her door, making her jump and he pup to start barking. She set her food on the counter and felt nervous as she peaked around the corner to look at her front door. Answering the front door always gave her anxiety, but with the loud frantic banging added, it did not make her feel any better. 'Maybe if I ignore them they would go away!' She thought hopefully to herself. She stared at the door, letting her dog bark continuously, wanting to see who was at the door.
But then, she got that feeling again. The feeling she gets when she knows that M is sending her a reply. She sighed slightly in relief knowing it'd make her feel better. She looked down at her arm and her face went pale. Instead of neat beautiful cursive written in (F/C) pen, she watched letters be written in a red substance, messily and hastily onto her arm. She watched in horror as the phrase finished..
"Open the door."
Now at this point (Y/N) was shaking, she with not a moment to waste, ran across her house to the front door, throwing the door open, she was met with quite the sight. A talk slim woman with fiery red hair, her left hand pressed against her side, blood leaking past her fingers, and at the tip of her fingers, long purple nails. Glancing at her blood coated free hand, the nails were even longer! She noticed the nail tips were covered in blood, and her left arm had letters and words that (Y/N) was very familiar with. She gasped, still shaking. "M-M..?" She shook her head. This was not the time to freak out about meeting her soulmate (even though she very much wanted to) she quickly helped the taller one into the house, wincing herself as she heard the other groan in pain. She shushed her dog and told it to lay down as she closed her front door with her foot. She helped M to the couch helping her sit down. But after a moment she gasped again. Glancing from the T.V to the wounded woman on her couch, she put two and two together.
"Y-You're Moira O'Deorain...You're M..." She could seriously not comprehend what the hell was going on. The red head looked up and smirked through the pain.
"Surprise...(Y/N) it's lovely to finally meet you." She pressed more pressure to her side. "However, may I ask for a needle and thread before we get to talking dear?" She said smoothly. (Y/N) panicked and nodded, running up the stairs to grab some towels and the things that were asked for. She ran back down and hurried over to Moira, who had already teared off her shirt and set it beside her. A bright red blush spread across (Y/N)'s face but she quickly shook her head to focus, though the blush didn't go away."Thank you (Y/N)." The older woman said softly. (Y/N) watched curiously and sat next to her but had to look away as Moira stitched herself back up. It didn't take long, however Moira was doing her best to clean everything up. (Y/N) was still shaking terribly, her pup has curled up against her feet. Moira glanced over to her, and with her right, intimidating hand, she very gently took (Y/N)'s.
"I'm terribly sorry that this had to be the way we met (Y/N)." She said quietly, not wanting to startle the fragile one. "There's lots to tell you." Moira sighed softly, trying her best to ignore the television news that was obviously about herself. (Y/N) nodded nervously and took a deep breath. This was the moment she waited her whole life for. She had so many questions, so many things to ask, so many things she wanted to know. How did Moira know her name in the first place? Was Moira really a bad person? She needed to know. But...She looked up at the redhead and sighed, giving her a small smile.
"You're injured and very tired...Why don't we get some rest first..?" She recommended and giggled softly at the surprised look she got. She very carefully helped Moira stand, and helped her further up the stairs. Making her way into the bedroom, ignoring Moira's protests she laid down with her in the large bed.
"Tell me everything tomorrow...It's late now, lets sleep." She said softly and nervously to Moira, it pained her just to see Moira in pain. Moira looked into (Y/N) eyes for the very first time and nodded.
(Y/N) didn't know Moira like others did, but others didn't know her like she did. She had no clue as to what had happened tonight. But she did know one thing, Moira was her soulmate, and she couldn't have been happier to finally meet the one that would complete her life. She was looking forward to the answers Moira would provide her come morning, but she was also looking forward to her very first night with the love of her life.
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woot another oneshot down. this one was really fun for me for whatever reason. i really would appreciate if you could leave a request down in the comments for me! because eventually ill run out of ideas haha. thanks for reading!!
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Fanfiction~REQUESTS OPEN~ I have a huge love for Overwatch's Irish hero, Moira O'Deorain! And there are just barely any reader inserts for her! Sooo if you love Moira like I do, then I hope you enjoy these stories too! Please feel free to make requests, I jus...