Overwatch x Reader Stories

Junkrat x Roadhog x Reader

*Junkrat's POV*

-"H-Hey, hold on, mate!" I shouted out as the other Junker pushed me into the wall.
-"The Queen knows that you're lying. Tell us where that treasure is!" He shouted back, pointing his gun at my face.

Suddenly the door behind him opened. Huh, that's weird. It's rare that anyone ever comes to this bar. I stared at the fatso as he sat down in one of the chairs. He should be happy it didn't break under his enormous weight.

Beside the big man, a lady walked. Her (h/l) (h/c) hair fit perfectly with her (f/c) dress. She was tall and had a strongly built body.

-"Are ya following my words?!" The man in front of me shouted. He nodded towards one of his friends, him going over to the two people as the bartender gave them two beers.

-"Ey, lady. Nice weather outside, right? If you and your.. friend over here don't tell anyone about this, we won't need to harm any of ya," the man said and leaned on the desk, very close to the lady.

I wonder what she's doing here in Junkertown. There was nothing wrong with her, and her clothes were perfectly fine. Last but not least, she hadn't been affected by the radiation either.

-"I told ya', if I knew where the treasure was, I would have told the Queen myself!" I shouted out. The man in front of me was still holding his gun in front of my face, his finger on the trigger. Seems like I can't do anything about it then.

-"Hey, lads!" I shouted, gaining their attention. "I'll give ya a twenty percent share on every treasure if ya help me out here!"

-"Shut it! They don't need to interfere in our business. If ya don't tell me, Jamison, where that treasure is, I'll kill you," the man threatened, his eyes glued onto me.

-"Twenty-five percent!" I shouted out towards the people again, hoping that they'd take the offer. If not, I might be in big trouble. I assume them are friends, since they came down here together.

*(Y/n)'s POV*

I let out a sigh, turning towards Roadhog. He looked back at me, and I could read it on him that he was pissed. I let go of the beer mug, turning towards the man who tried to speak to us at first.

-"If you didn't want us to interfere, then you wouldn't have bothered to talk to us," I snapped and stood up. I crossed my arms, and the man in front of me chuckled.
-"Doesn't sound like you're from Autralia. Yet a beautiful accent. You from (your land)?"

I sighed, turning towards Roadhog. I nodded towards him, and then he also got to action. He smashed his mug into the dusty and old table, the beer falling into the floor. I quickly grabbed mine as the man in front of me grabbed at me.

I swung the mug at him, smashing it upside his head. It was enough to knock him out cold, and I smirked as the whole floor rumbled under our feet.

I turned to the rest of the bullies, and Roadhog was making meat out of them. I ran up to one who tried to hide, jumping in the air when close enough. I threw my feet right in his face. The heel of my (f/c) shoe went perfectly in his nose, breaking it like it was made of plastic.

When I landed, the man threw a punch at me, but I easily dodged it by bending my knees. Once his hand flew past me, I ran up to him. I turned around, pinning my elbow hard into his pelvis. The man groaned loudly and fell onto the floor, holding himself right where I hit him.

-"Road?" I called out. Roadhog turned towards me and nodded. I grabbed at the man's clothes, tossing him towards Road. He grabbed him, alongside the other men and tossed them out of the bar.

I smirked as the two of us went back to the bartender. He seemed frustrated, and slightly shocked.
-"I-I'll give ya two new beers. On the house," he said quickly and rushed to the machine. I nodded, leaning on the desk.

A second later he handed us the new mugs. I suddenly felt a presence walking in between me and Roadhog. Road stared forwards while I looked down on the man. His hair was blonde, yet dirty and burnt by flames. It was actually still burning. His body shape obviously told me that he had been affected by the radiation, and that badly.

-"So, what did we agree on? Twenty percent on the treasures?" The boy asked and looked at us with a smirk.
-"Fifty," Roadhug simply replied and took a sip from his beer. The man gasped, slightly taken back from the statement.

-"Twenty-five, if I remember correctly," he said again, looking over at me with hope in his eyes.
-"Fifty," I simply muttered and took a sip myself. The man groaned and grabbed his face.

-"Fine," he snapped and crossed his arms. I turned my eyes towards him, staring at him from my sidesight. He was shirtless, and his body didn't look completely hopeless either. In my opinion he looked like a pig-legged minion, at least compared to Roadhog.

-"I'm Junkrat!" Junkrat suddenly said and leaned onto the desk.
-"That's Roadhog. I'm (y/n)," I replied and sighed. When is he gonna shut up?
-"That name's beautiful," Junkrat said, turning toward me with a smile.

-"Shut up, rat. I'm sick of your voice," Roadhog mumbled, his voice muffled through his mask.
-"I won't fatshame you, so you shut up!" Junkrat shouted and turned his back toward me.

I raised an eyebrow, looking at Roadhog. What this man says doesn't even make any sense at all.
-"I'm not a fatass," Roadhog stated and stood up from his chair. I shook my head lightly.
-"Don't take it so personal, Road," I stated and got off my chair as well.

-"Thank you," the bartender called out as we headed towards the door. The three of us walked out and the warm air hit us.

-"Do you have guns?" Junkrat asked and poked Roadhug in his sides. Road looked down on him, letting out a low groan. "I think guns are overrated. I like explosives!" Junkrat said and jumped in front of us. "They all go BOOM!"

His hands was pointed in the air, his eyes huge and crazy, his mouth a grin. I sighed, pinching my nose. And this guy is supposed to join us on all future missions? I might just explode the tree of us.

-"Can't we say twenty percent?" Junkrat suddenly asked and looked at the two of us.
-"Fifty," I muttered, rolling my eyes. I wonder if this guy was like this before all the radiation came.

-"Awh, damn it! Well, where's the next mission?" Junkrat asked and crossed his arms. I sighed, shaking my head.
-"We don't have one," Roadhog stated and looked at me. I nodded, confirming his statement.

-"I know about some place in London that we can break into. They have loads of valueble stuff for us to take," Junkrat said, his face growing into his insane looks again.

-"London? And how do you expect us to make it all the way over there? We can't just take a plane, at least not the two of you," I stated and looked towards the rat. He shrugged his shoulders, sighing.

-"But if they have valueble things, then shouldn't we try it out?" Roadhog asked, turning towards me. I sighed, nodding.
-"Sure, just find a way to get over there," I replied and rolled my eyes.

One thing is for sure, Roadhog will turn to like Junkrat more than me, and when that happens; I'll abandon them. Roadhog has been my partner for three years now. We both are quiet, and we enjoy the silence.

Junkrat suddenly laughed and poked my shoulder. I looked toward him, raising an eyebrow.
-"Thanks for letting me join your party," he said and pushed his elbow in Roadhog, letting him know he was speaking to both of us. In return, Road slapped the skinny human away.

Junk flew a couple of meters forwards, his face hitting the ground first. I laughed, holding my hand up. Roadhog high-fived as we kept on walking with the loud rat hot in our tail.

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