Warm Hand [1]

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Wassup guys, i'm back with another imagine! I have realized that I have over 700 reads! Thank you so much. Anyways, this is my first Junkrat Imagine, I may be bad at typing out the way he speaks, so please bare with me. 

Starting off an new relationship, Reader and Junkrat hold hands for the first time

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  Junkrat isn't the type to be to be scared. The fearless, soot covered man had no fear in the world. That is, until it came to you. He was petrified of you; scared of hurting you. Either it be touching you, you playing with explosions with him, or even making the first move/flirting, he was scared. He felt the need to protect you. Surely this must be first jitters because of a start of a relationship, right?

 You and Junkrat have been dating for one week now; your love keeps on getting stronger for each other.  Neither of you made a move, well not a romantic one anyways. Only just giggles and simple conversations, of course with Junkrats new invention testing. Both of you felt like you guys should take things slow, and that you did.

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 I sat in the dining hall, eating the steaming hot stew the chefs prepared for lunch. The warmness engulfed my mouth and throat eventually my body, each bite that I take. It was nice, especially on this chilly October day. 

  Junkrat plopped right next to me, soot slightly dusting off of him. I looked at him and smiled brightly. 

"Hey sheila" he said while poking my nose.

"Hey Jamison" I said while looking at my stew. I tend to get butterflies in my stomach whenever I see or talk to him. People say to cherish it because it can be the best feeling in the world. 

Little time has past, within this time, little giggles and loud comments were made. Loving eyes were for each other, falling more in love. Our hands were inching closer without us realizing it. Both of us didn't mind though. Our hands kept on touching each other until, he suddenly grabbed it. 

 Both of us stopped our conversation to look at each other. I was as red as Torbs armor. Even with soot covering Junkrats face, you can see the loud blush; cute really. Both flustered, we smiled at each other. His warm, large hand felt soothing against my cold, small one. 

I tightly gripped his warm hand back. 

Extra: Roadhog was slightly laughing in the back at you two, happy you guys are together because he ships it. 





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