Overwatch x male reader

Chapter 3 Death

Y/n pov

Waking up I feel nervous because of our little talk yesterday she's been on my mind; did I ask the wrong question? Did I mess up? Is she mad?

Y/n:"fuck"

I get out of bed and take a nice warm shower to cool my mind off.

Timeskip to cafe

The day went as usual I didn't see widow in the morning she was probably still asleep or watching a show in the living room it even then I could still feel the slight tension.

?:"hello y/n"

I look behind me and see Angela.

Y/n:"oh hey Angela do you want the same from yesterday"

Angela:"yes please"

I finish with the order from before and start making Angela's drink.

Angela:"so how goes the day"

Y/n:"same as usual"

I turn around with both drinks and hand Angela hers and hand the other one to the lady.

Angela:"ahh I've been wanting this all day"

Y/n:"is it really that good?"

Angela:"have you never tried your own coffee"

There was a slight shock in her voice that surprised me a bit

Y/n:"I mean no not yet I've always just given out coffee while I've never really liked coffee"

Angela:"so your idea was to open a cafe?"

Y/n:"I don't know I guess I just made good coffee so I opened the cafe"

Angela:"it was almost like a calling you could say"

Y/n:"ya i guess you could say that but coffee hero does not sound cool"

Angela let's out a laugh and although it's a small one it's a laugh that could easily brighten anyone's day.

Angela:"it might not sound cool but it is very important title"

Y/n:"that I can agree to even though I've never had coffee"

Angela gets a text and looks at her phone and It's visible that whatever she saw on her phone mustn't be very good. Her face looks confused, mad and sad all at the same time it's a look that makes anyone worry.

Angela:"I..I'm sorry I really have to go"

Y/n:"it's ok i don't want to hold you up if you have to go"

Angela:"same time tomorrow"

Y/n:"sure i mean it's not like it's my job to be here or anything"

Angela gives out another small laugh and I can see her happy side again once more.

Angela:"that's a good point"

Y/n:"yes yes it is"

Angela:"it was fun talking but I really have to go"

Y/n:"like I said it's fine you can go"

She quickly turns around and rushes out the door as if she's running from a killer.

Timeskip

I come home like usual except without any food because I planned on cooking some food for us but when I enter my door my eyes widen at the sight of widow making food with her hair up in a bun while she's wearing black jeans and a white oversized shirt.

Y/n:"hey widow"

She looks my way then simply looks back at the food she's cooking which smells absolutely amazing.

Y/n:"whatever your cooking it smells good"

Widow:"thank you"

I go into my room to change into some shorts and a plain shirt and when I come back out the food already ready because she has the plates on the table.

Y/n:"what did you make"

Widow:"ratatouille"

I sit down and start eating and wow the taste is so good I've never had it before but because of her I have high expectations if I ever get it again.

Widow:"I answered your question yesterday now I want you to answer mine"

Y/n:"ask away"

Widow:"why haven't you sold me out?"

Y/n:"I haven't quite been able to figure that one out"

She cocks an eyebrow and her face shows confusion as well as...anger?

Widow:"what do you mean"

Y/n:"part of the reason is that it's just the way I am I'm very opening, another is that I couldn't just leave you there bleeding and hurt but most importantly I believe that you deserve another chance to not be known as a killer"

I look at her for any signs of emotion anything but yet I feel nothing but coldness from her eyes.

Y/n:"the food was very good, where did you learn to cook it"

Widow:"I don't know it came second hand"

I feel my phone buzz and when I pick it up it's a notification from a news app I have and what I read causes me to let out a small gasp.

Y/n:"widow I think you might want to see this"

I sit up in my chair and look up to see widow almost by my side and turn up the brightness in my phone. The article read the famous sniper known as widowmaker had been confirmed dead as her body was found dead in an alleyway by the police. No funeral will be.

The air couldn't be anymore still than it is right now, silence conquered the room and even though I know they weren't on me It still felt as if her eyes were watching me from far away yet there she was right next to me standing over my shoulder.

Y/n:"are you ok"

My voice came out weaker than before but it feels as if she would kill me right now because who knows what reading about your own death can do to someone.

Widow:"I'm fine"

Hearing those words lifted the weight in the room and easily I could feel everything turning back to normal.

Y/n:"are you sure"

Widow:"Yes my own death can not harm me"

Y/n:"you can take the bed this week if you want I know my couches are not the best"

Widow:"It's ok the couch is fine"

Y/n:"you can still take the bed trust me it's like sleeping on a cloud"

Widow:"fine"

Y/n:"I knew you wanted to"

Widow:"stupid boy"

The rest of the night went fine I washed the dishes while widow watched tv as usual and like a quiet breeze in the night she went to my bed while I slept on the couch.