Overwatch One Shots and Imagines

Aleksandra Zaryanova- Gym (a)

Sweat ran down her face and over her scar as she lifted weights above her head that you thought would be impossible.

"Do you now want to try lifting something? There are some little weights around here I am sure!" With a deep grunt Zarya lifted the bar once more above her head and threw it onto the ground, sending it crashing onto the mat.

"I am alright thanks, I only came as your chauffer." She chuckled.

"Do not say it like that, my car broke down and I cannot bare to miss a perfectly good gym session!"

"What do you even enjoy about being here?" She once more threw the bar onto the mat with an almighty thud and wiped the remaining chalk onto her gym shorts.

"It is just such a rush lifting something that if I drop it, it could kill me." She deeply laughed to herself. "Plus, you never know when you will need strength on the battlefield."

"Right..." You could not quite understand where her enjoyment came from but if it made her happy, it made her happy.

"And it is nice knowing that I could lift you up and throw you like a puny little ragdoll."

"You could not pick me up and throw me!" You tried to protest, but deep down you knew she could throw you like she was skipping a rock.

"Then let me try?" She walked over, almost menacingly even though you knew she would not hurt a fly that she didn't have to, plus you were her ride home.

"What? No! You are not going to pick me up in this gym full of people."

"Daww, is somebody a little bit scared?" She continued to step forward.

"Pfft, I am not scared, I just don't want you hurting yourself, plus if you do injure me we can't get home."

"Do not worry my little rebenok, I can carry you like a stork carrying a baby. Trust me." She wrapped her arms around you before you could protest anymore and proudly held you in a fireman's lift with you dangling over her shoulder.

"See, I told you, no trouble. I have eaten meals that weigh more than you do!" She strode around the gym like you were nothing.

"Okay now, put me down gently... please?"

"I can do that, or I can hold you for a little bit longer and walk you over to that cute personal trainer that I know you like?"

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Written by Aaron.