(Come on, everyone loves B.O.B)
Reader POV:
It all started on a Saturday morning when I met him.
Warm afternoon in the city life down in Arizona.
It was fucking humid I swear I saw George Washington getting a hot dog from a street vender.
I sat on a park bench drenched in sweat, so much sweat that I felt my thighs glue to the bench wood. Next time I'm moving out of state, I'm going up North.
Then out of nowhere, a siren blared out. I saw a woman with white hair with a group of people with yellow bandanas masking their faces with bags of money. Right behind them was him:
His emerald green eyes...
His metallic skin...
His oh so sophisticated hat...
That mustache.....
My heart started to beat fast. Was it because I'm witnessing a robbery or is it that hot hunk of metal?
"BOB HURRY UP!" The white haired woman yelled.
Bob... That's his name... It's perfect...
OH MY GOD HE LOOKED AT ME!
His laser like eyes staring into the depths of my soul. Does he too feel the same feelings I feel about him behind that metal mustache?
With a wink of an eye, he ran up to catch his masked friends and fled the scene.
I hope I see him again.
Next part coming soon...
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Overwatch x Reader
FanfictionI got into the Overwatch fandom and now I need to write a bunch of fanfiction. No smut just fluff, angst, memes, funny stories that come from the deepest depths of my mind, the 'what these characters would do' segments, and character x character. Al...
