Since I have to start describing what Octane looks like, I have my own head cannon for him. (piercings, black/green hair, etc.)
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Finally, you made it home. You practically fell into your bed, sighing softly as you hit the mattress. You stretched and popped your fingers and back, letting out a small yawn. This gave you some time to think about things.. Your mind was a cluttered mess, but right now it was full of only one subject. Octane. He'd been acting so strange around you... Clingy, wanting to only match with you. A small smile crept out from the sides of your mouth as you thought of this. You hugged onto your pillow. You'd never really liked anyone before, you couldn't tell if this was a crush or just platonic feelings for a friend. Did Octane like you...? No, that would be selfish to think of. Gah, you shouldn't worry yourself. You sat up and the bed creaked under your weight. You decided to change into more comfortable clothing since you weren't going to participate in any more matches for the rest of the night. Sitting down onto the couch with some food laid out on the table, you relaxed into the recliner as you ate. This was interrupted by a sudden knock at the door, actually, several rapid knocks at the door. "Aye! you home, y/n?"
You stared over at the door for a while, not able to comprehend why Octane was now standing in front of your house, knocking on your door, asking if you were home. You stammered a reply. "Y-yea, I'm here! Hold o-on I'll be there in a second-" You sat your drink down and climbed out of the recliner, quickly looking around to make sure you didn't leave things out that were private.
After you were done with your search, you opened the door for him. Yup, that was Octane alright. He was still wearing his legend outfit and headgear. You felt a small knot in your stomach but immediately put it away. "Oh, hey, why're you here?" You asked quietly, your throat choking up from embarrassment. You certainly weren't ready for him to see you in your pajamas. You felt his eyes quickly scan you as he leaned his head in, practically pushing you to make room for him in the hallway of your small apartment. " I decided to see what our campeõn[a]'s casa looks like!" He gazed around the one room apartment quickly. You chuckled awkwardly and stepped back, letting him come in the rest of the way. "Did I catch you at a bad time?" He tilted his head, tapping his foot. His voice sounded anxious as though he was getting bored already. "No no, you can come in if you'd like, I don't mind guests." You watched as he came in and sit down on your sofa. He laid his arms back onto it, his leg still tapping against the floor.
He laughed, taking his cap off and stuffing it in his pocket. You had never seen his hair before, it looked fluffy, a bit in a taper yet the hair in the middle fell right above his eyes, his hair was naturally black but the tips were green. You felt your stomach twist even more. "So what does someone like you do around here? Man, it must be so boring, right? This house is so smallll, I can barely stretch out my feet!" He kicked his legs up onto your table, almost knocking over your food. You grabbed it just in time, thank god for fast reflexes. You cleaned up all of your food and sat it on your kitchen counter to save for later. You shrugged. " I usually sleep or watch TV until there's more matches to do. I save my energy for the match, other wise ill be worn out by round two." You let out a slight smile as you said this. "That's why you use one of these bad boys!" He took a stim out from his seemingly never ending stash and spun it on his finger. "Trust me amiga/o, you'll never need to descanso after you take one of these!" He caught it, waving it at you. Does he... want you to actually use it?
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Unlikely Caretaker(Octane x Reader)
Fanfiction[Fluff] Octane dares you to try one of his stims, although it didn't go the way he planned. [A little bit of angst starting at Closer Connection.]
