I Know All About You (Octane X Reader)

admiring

You were glad your new teammates took up teaching you how to fire a gun, reload, etc, etc. After all, you were absolutely clueless when it came to this. Honestly, it made you feel quite embarrassed, but you'd have to get over it.

Firing bullets of a submachine gun up and down the targets, you smiled, "Hey, I think I'm starting to get the hang of this!" 

Octane grinned, "Si! This will be fun!" Pumping, his fist in the air, he aimed at some of the moving targets and shot. His aim was definitely better than yours. It was only your first time anyways.

"Hey, let's hit the obstacle course, yeah?" Mirage asked, and Octane nodded, already speeding up. You began to walk over to Octane, but Mirage pulled you back.

He put a hand to the side of his mouth, "Hey, I saw you staring at Octane earlier, that long look at him," he paused with a little smirk, "you don't happen to liikeee him, do you?"

You frowned and shook your head, stepping backwards, "I just met him."

"Aw, I saw that look of love in your eyes! C'mon, it was so obvious!" Mirage exclaimed, and you told him to quiet down. "The expression on your face was just screaming 'Holy shit, he's hot!'" The Holographic Trickster continued.

Biting your lip nervously, "Was it really that obvious..?" you mumbled. You had to admit, you were.. kinda.. admiring Octane.. but, just for a second or two!

Mirage just grinned, "Hey, go find your lover boy!" he called after you as you walked away towards the obstacle course.

Octane was tapping his foot on the floor in a surprisingly fast pace. "Ay ay ay! You guys are as slow as slugs!"

"Sorry," you smiled sheepishly, glancing around the obstacle course.

"Hey, amiga, race you?" Octane grinned, jogging over to the start of the obstacle course.

"Alright," you spoke hesitantly, following him to the start. 

You saw the pack of syringes with some sort of substance he used to speed himself up that he had on his side. He would win if he used those. He would probably win even if he didn't.

But you had a plan.

"Ready? Tres.. dos.. uno.. go!" He exclaimed, and he was off.

You dashed after him, leaping over the obstacles on the ground and twisting violently to avoid something jutting out from the side of the course. Pulling a mini robot of a container strapped to your leg, you threw it ahead of you, and it caught onto Octane, crawling over to the pack of syringes. The robot became a lock type of thing on the pack, making it nearly impossible to open.

You saw him reach for a syringe, and after a few seconds of fumbling to get it over, he slowed slightly to look at the pack. Taking this chance to pass him, you sped up. 

"Bye-bye~" you spoke in a sing-song tune, tapping his shoulder as you passed him.

He let out a yelp of anger, trying to catch up, but in the end it was a tie.

Panting, he sat down, "Wow, that.. was difficult. What did you do, amiga?"

You just smiled, pointing to the pack of syringes. Sure enough, there was the robot. You stepped forward and removed it.

"Aww, tramposa!" He whined, "but hey, that was awesome!"

You smiled again, "It was!"

"Let's do it again sometime, hermosa." He spoke

"What does tha-" you were cut off by the announcement that the games were going to start soon.

Well, here we go.