Overwatch Fantasies

Roadhog x Zarya: Pig

Part Fourteen: Roadhog x Zarya: Pig

Rating: MODERATE

This is a REQUESTED STORY. 

Author's Note: Personally, this was a difficult story to write, as their timelines don't exactly cross, with their one common interest being Overwatch, but I did my best to try and normalise this relationship. Regarding content, Mako is a remorseless and ruthless killer, on the run with his partner, Jamison 'Junkrat' Fawkes. Observing his surroundings by their hideout, he notices a certain pink-haired lady exercising; is she truly disgusted by his personality or is she simply masking her bizarre desires?

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Mako Rutledge stared at the pink haired beauty who was exercising in the park he and his associate, Jamison Fawkes, were residing in. They had been living it rough, considering they were both fugitives and on the run from authorities. Mako had felt nothing; no remorse, pleasure, happiness, sadness or any emotion for a long time. He had no problem blowing up the homes of friendly omnics or murdering innocent people. He didn't care for the people crying, begging for their lives, as he caused chaos and destruction. Sometimes he listened to their bargaining, if it benefited his needs but often didn't before shooting them in the face with his scrap gun.

Mako felt no emotion or care, not even for his partner Jamison and would give him up without a second thought if put in said situation. He had a well-earned reputation for cruelty and was feared by all. He had never been with or even thought of women until now. He'd always considered them weak; the way they'd cry, begging for their children's lives. He'd always thought they were pathetic, until he laid his eyes on her.

She effortlessly pushed up and down, completing her exercises before doing repetitive sprints. She was extremely muscular and Mako felt something in his heart. Jamison noticed his stare, before nudging him in the stomach.

'What are you looking at?' he asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

Mako shrugged. He didn't have a response and was annoyed he was being interrogated.

'It's that shiela? Isn't it?' Jamison smirked, taunting Mako and making fun of him.

Mako sighed, knowing that ignoring him would eventually make him stop talking. He continued looking out over the park, before he felt his stomach rumble.

'Do we have any coins?' Mako asked, looking over at Jamison.

'Enough to last us the next week. Why?' he asked.

'What do you think? Idiot' Mako said, rolling his eyes out of annoyance.

'Don't go crazy; you could lose the extra kilos you been carrying around' Jamison said, chuckling to himself.

'Get fucked' Mako said, walking out of the park and towards a food truck.

After placing a gigantic order for himself, using majority of the coins that Jamison had given him, he turned around to find the pink haired lady from before looking him up and down. She ordered before turning to him, frowning.

'What are you looking at?' Mako growled at her, becoming defensive.

'Uh-uh, I don't respect people who pollute their bodies' she said, shaking her head. She was clearly disgusted.

'Who do you think you're talking to?' he roared, taking a step towards her. He wanted to shoot her, but he knew he needed to avoid the attention and remain undercover.

'Please, I could take you easy' she taunted before grabbing the water from the counter she had ordered.

'Don't count on it, lady' he hissed, his muscles tensing.