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Lies- Father!Zenyetta

Surely, he knew. He had to know, God knew everything. Forgiving and fair, they say he is but to lust after a man of His own work? Father Zenyetta was the most beautiful thing built for the church. Everything he said in that soft ring pitched voice soothed me and yet excited me. Nepal had it's beautiful views and it calming breezes but nothing ever kept me long. I'd constantly go out looking at the world and returning home. That's when I ran into the Church of Shambali, into Father Tekhartha Zenyatta. An Omnic Guru, converted into a Priest with a love for adventure.

"Are you alright, child?" A voice said behind me. Sister Angela, sweet angel she is, here to visit Brother Genji. They're sweet on each other, perhaps they will realize the life of the devoted is not the only way to worship. "Ah Yes, Sister. I am just thinking and enjoy the air." I said softly too embarrassed to even imagine telling her my thoughts. "A Father has gone in to the booth, perhaps confessional may clear your thoughts?" " Do you know which Father?" She smiled softly silently laughing, "Only two Father's float around the church. And Sigma is in deep prayer in his dorm." I nodded chuckling as I stand. " Thank you, Sister. Please consider what I said the other day. You and Genji...deserve to at least try." She smiled softly, " It is a matter of convincing him." I waved to her goodbye as I  made my way to the confessional booth.

       I opened the door and entered, the middle window was opened but Father Zenyetta was in meditation, listening but not looking through the window. I performed the sign of the cross and sighed softly to myself. "Bless and forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. My last confession was...was...” I stumbled, unable to remember the last confession I'd preformed. "2 months ago, Y/N." He chuckled softly. " My last confession was 2 months." " You are forgiven for all sins under His eye, but speak, child, so we may ease your burden."

"I-I have fallen in love, or perhaps it is lust. My Heaven, I do not even know if he is biblically compatible, but he brings me peace and joy." I said completely nervous, stuttering through it. I sat twisting my blouse in my hands. This was a confession but not one meant for the Lord. "And why is this a sin, my dear? Have you acted on these desires? Is he not single?" He says interested and unaware. " He is not human, but his soul is just the same. He is Omnic, he is not taken. But that is not the sin, Father." I replied with my voice getting ever quieter. Zenyatta became suddenly invested in this topic, "One... of my own? You love him?" His floating slowed to a light bob. I nodded, "I believe I do." "Then what is the sin, child? We were made to love." "He is a man of God, an Omnic of the Lord. A priest." His head popped up, "Another church?" I do not answer him. " God in heaven," he breathed, his voice wobbly, "answer me, Y/N? Please." Tears began to fall down my cheeks, "No, Father, here. I only attend this church." He silently stood and exited the concessional booth. I heard walking immediately after, something I'd never seen or heard Zenyetta do, before my door opened up.

"Come with me, child." His cold metal thumb with a silicone thumb print pad slid across my cheeks, wiping my tears. The texture and action calmed me down enough for me to look him in his face plate. Father Reinhardt bounded into the sanctuary, "Ah, Zenyetta, are you doing confessional?" "Not here, Y/N and I are going to do a one on one, will you cover this for me?" Reinhardt solemnly nodded, suddenly aware of the tears on my face and Zenyetta on his feet. "Of course. Be glad in life, Child, and in His teachings." I nodded and gave the giant priest a teary smile. Zenyetta made his way to the back of the sanctuary as if going to his office but once out the door he turned to go upstairs towards the dorms. "F-father? Are we still going to your office?" I questioned, nervous and unsure. He shushed me gently and rushed me down the hall. Upon reaching the end of the hall, Father Zenyetta pushed a yellow orb halfway through the door and turned it opening the door. Zenyetta's room was smaller but it had a balcony, doubtlessly for mediation. He closed and locked the door and shut the blinds to the balcony. Zenyetta's lights flashed orange, betraying his nerves as he sat me down on the unused bed. He lowered himself on his knees in front of me. Settling his hands on my knees, he looked at me then down at the silver against my velvet (s/c) legs. "Tell me, here, Y/N. As Tekhartha, not Father Zenyetta. Do y-you? Is...Is it me?" I stared at him, trying to read his lights and face plate. " Yes, I love you. I think so at least. I've never felt like this." He set his cool head in my lap, running his hands up to my hips. "I've tried...so hard to deny you. Human and Omnic relationships alone are looked down upon. But being a priest as well, it's..." I placed my (s/c) hand on the back of his head and caressed him. "I know, Tekhartha. I don't expect you to give up years of work and devotion for me." He shivered as he looked up at me, standing to his feet. "I would  but I think there are solutions, I will research them. I promise you."

He pulled my face towards him, and presses his plate against my lips. " That is where my lips would be. My optics are located in the lights which also change colors to denote emotions. I often turn that feature off to portray a calm unjudgemental image." He explained, surprisingly happily. "Could you feel the kiss?" His lights turn a light pink as he nods, "I have nerve receptors everywhere, much like..." He coughs uncomfortably, "Max." "The big Casino owner/ celebrity Accountant? Doesn't he have a–" Zenyetta's hand settled over my mouth. "Yes, he does." My eyes widened, " Amd swo dwo yew!" He nodded, removing his hand, " And so do I. I've never told anyone my body functions and layout before."

"Truly?" I asked.

"Truly. There is no reason to. I have no facial features, I am minimal in design. I am made to comfort people."
"You are handsome, Zenyetta, I love your face, I love your body, I love you. There is nothing forgettable or minimal about a handsome priest who juggles energy orbs casually." He blushed through the lights again as I kissed him again. " You're slightly off," he joked and I rolled my eyes, kissing everywhere playfully. He wrapped his arms around me, "I can organize for a week together alone if you wish." He said carefully, looking at my hand on his chest. "Yes, yes, please." I said excitedly, shyly smiling at him. "Good, I will request to go on a trip to check in on missonaries and request to take you with me." We both jump as there is a knock at the door. "Father, It is Reinhardt. Is Y/N in there as well?" Reinhardt whispers as best he can.

I cleaned Zenyetta's face plate of lip marks as he spoke, "Yes, my friend. She has presented me with an interesting problem." He stood to open the door, Reinhardt let out a relieved breath to see both individuals in decency. Not that he knew if Father Zenyetta was equipped to even break that vow.

"And what is that?"

"Some of the sibling Ministries I've come upon are in need of help, several dealing with proverty, a few without devotees." I interject softly looking at Reinhardt. "I was confessing, I couldn't do anything, I don't have anything to provide help."

He nodded, looking between the two of us and leaned to whisper to Zenyetta. I watched Zenyetta nod before his lights flashed green with a chuckle in his shoulders. Reinhardt straightened up with a smile, "I will file the reports for this and take it to Morrison while you and Y/N pack. I hope you are able to bring joy and peace to the ministries. And Love to yourselves." He waved goodbye and walked away with a pep in his step.

I looked at Zenyetta and gave a questioning look. "Take a look at my face," he said quietly. I studied all over the places I kissed him. "I didn't leave any of my kiss marks." "No, but we left mine," he points where his lips would be place and a smudge print of lips were left. I cover my mouth, "Oh, he knows. What do we do?" Zenyetta's arms wrap around me. "He wished us happiness and love. He doesn't believe devoted should be denied the one thing the Lord meant for us to have." He let go and crossed his legs floating. " is that fun?" I asked, curious. " Climb on up and see, My love." His lights still green with laughter and happiness. " Tekhartha!" I cried out quietly as he lifted me into his floating lap. "We will leave tomorrow, my love, we will be free to love." "There will be no lies in the Lord's eyes." He put his plate against my lips again. "Perhaps I will ask Max where I can get a new face plate with lips, swappable, of course." "Swappable, indeed, love. "

A/N: 1625 words I really loved writing this one and thought about making this a separate book. I know people wanted the Brahm Heelshire ones to be a separate book but I legitimately hate how those came out and barely want to keep adding parts to those but they're the most popular ones so I do. Anyways, I love you guys. Please request  people or situations, I will get to it!