Goodbye (Destiny 2 X Reader)

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Okay so instead of like romantic, this platonic with all of the Destiny 2 characters. Basically you, the reader, are a non-Guardian and decided to move away from the Last City. Your parents were never around so Shaxx, Ikora, Cayde, Zavala, Banshee, the Drifter, Ada-1, and occasionally Saladin, and in your later years, Saint-14 and Hawthorne, raised you. Amanda is like a sister to you since you both are roughly the same age.  This is their reactions to you leaving.
Words: 2,747 words (Kinda short)
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"Umm Auntie Ikora, Uncle Caydie, Uncle Zavala, I've decided to move away," you said, nervously.

Once you said that, their mouths immediately dropped, their eyes, and optics, widen with shock.

"I'm sorry, what?" Zavala asked.

"I've decided to pursue my dreams of wandering the cosmos and so I'm moving out," you say sheepishly.

Cayde dropped his chopsticks in his spicy ramen, "But....but..."

"I have a ship and my trip all planned out. Everything is packed and I even have weapons and I know how to defend myself against enemies," you explained.

Oh here came the waterworks. Cayde, being an Exo, couldn't cry properly so it was just hiccups, but Ikora and Zavala could cry.

"What?! Why!? Are you mad at me?" Zavala asked.

"Of course not-"

"Then don't go!" Zavala cried.

"(Y/N), don't try and run from your problems, they'll only follow you. Trust me, I know!" Ikroa said.

Thud!

"Uncle Cayde!" You exclaimed, running over to the Exo that collapsed onto the floor.

"Why do you have to go? Where am I going to find a (Y/N) as good as you? I love this one! You get my jokes!" Cayde hiccuped.

"That's why I want you to have these," you smiled pulling out a scrapbook of memories and one of your favorite shirts, "If you can't find a (Y/N) as good as me, then be that one."

Cayde started hiccuping louder as you walked over to Ikora, pulling out an entire set of art supplies, "Auntie Ikora, I know you always wanted to learn art, but never got the chance to get the supplies so here."

Ikora gasped, "140 pieces?! 64 colored pencils? Watercolors too?! I love it!"

She started crying more as you walked over to Zavala, but he backed up.

"No, stay back (Y/N)!" Zavala warns, crying.

"Uncle Zavala, I can't think of a braver Guardian than you, so I want you to have this," you handed him a flag with all of classes symbols.

"I love it! You make me so proud to be a Guardian! If it weren't for you, none of us would the people we are today!" Zavala cried, bringing everyone in a group hug.

"Why did you have to put so well Zavala?" Cayde asked.

"I'm going to use my art supplies to make a watercolor painting of you," Ikora cried.

"Uncle Zavala, Uncle Cayde, Auntie Ikora, I love you guys!" You cried.

"We love you too!"

The four of you just continued to cry together, hugging tightly.

That lasted about one hour before the three of them had to go back to work and you had more people to visit.

"Uncle Shaxx-"

"Ah! (Y/N)! Come to watch some Crucible matches?" Shaxx shouted.

"Sorry not today. Actually not for awhile..." You trailed, nervously rubbing the back of your neck.

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