Request: "I currently have 16 days left of school and I'm very stressed out to the point, where I'm vomiting. Anyways, could you possibly write a very fluffy scenario with either 76 or Jesse and them trying to calm and relax their s/o?? Thank you so much sugar!! 🌸"
"Jesse, usually, when your romantic partner is stressed, your job as their romantic partner is help them chill out, not kick them out of their home for hours!" You pressed your thumb and forefinger against the bridge of your nose and you waited for your boyfriend to reply on the other end of the receiver. You sat in a large squishy armchair in some random study cafe, waiting for your dear, dorky significant other to allow you to come home.
"I'm sorry, darlin', I really am!" McCree exclaimed over the droning chatter that went on in the background on his end. "Just promise me you won't head home until I tell ya to. I'm planning something fun fer us. It'll help calm ya down, I promise."
You sighed softly but a small smile graced your lips anyways. He was going overboard but at least he was trying his best.
"Fine," you replied. "Just don't take forever."
You settled down in your big leather armchair and occupied yourself with casual mobile games and the occasional drink refill until, more than a couple hours later, Jesse shot a text your way: "Mosey on home lil darllin', I got a surprise 4 you" ending with a smiling cowboy emoji. With a snicker, you paid and made your way home.
"Cowman?" you hollered as you made your way into your house. Your boyfriend was nowhere to be found but you could hear rattling in the backyard.
As if to confirm your suspicions, Jesse hollered from the backyard patio, "Out here, sweet pea! I'm just finishing setting up!"
"This better be good, cowman!" You snorted and tossed your jacket in the entryway closet before making your way through the small house and out to the backyard, where you stopped and gasped.
The patio had been transformed into a gazebo of sorts, with dark blue and cream-colored sheets hanging off the roof's overhang and draped over the railings. Dim, white leftover Christmas lights decorated the stair rail leading into the yard, as well as the patio swing and the back door. A nest of sleeping bags and blankets covered the side adjacent to the patio swing, bordered by several TV dinner trays holding snacks and a portable holographic DVD player.
Beyond the patio, the backyard was surrounded by black night, though more dim lights seemed to flit around in the bushes of your garden, matching the stars that twinkled in the sky. The picnic table that was usually hidden along one side of the house, due to lack of company, had been moved to the yard's center, cleaned up, and covered with a thick blanket. Sitting on the edge of the table was McCree, wearing his best faded plaid shirt and jeans, holding his arms out wide and sporting a cocky, welcoming grin.
"Whadd'ya think?"
"Christ, McCree," you murmured, stepping off the last step into into the yard, "I was expecting dinner or a musical or something, not all this."
"You were having an especially rough time, so I created an especially great night fer us." The cowboy slipped off the table and strolled over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close. He kissed your forehead before turning you around to have your back against his chest and facing the backyard scenery once again. Resting his chin on your shoulder and pressing his lips against your ear, he continued in a low, slow voice, "So, 'ere's my plan. First, we'll lay out here on the picnic table and stargaze for a bit. Just talk and stuff. Then, after it gets cold, we'll migrate to the fort where we'll cozy up, pig out, and watch an awesome collection of old Westerns and cheesy musicals until we fall doze off. How's that sound?"
"Absolutely amazing, Jesse." You placed your hands over his where they lightly rubbed your waist and turned your head to kiss his scruffy jaw. "Thank you so much."
"Nothing's too much for you, sweetheart," your favorite cowman replied. He returned the kiss before releasing you, then placing a hand in yours to lead you to the blanket-clad picnic table to start your cozy nightly adventure.
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Overwatch x Reader Compilation
FanfictionA series of reader insert stories and imagines regarding characters from the popular game Overwatch. Many have been archived from my Tumblr page, though I will be continuing to write the series here. Imagines are usually very short and simple, and u...
