Overwatch Reader Inserts

Feast, Reinhardt

"Whatever you're making, (Y/n), it smells devine." Angela smiled as she entered the base's kitchen for a coffee refill. The (h/c) haired woman looked up from her scattered recipe books and returned the doctor's grin.

"Thank's, Angela. I wanted to do something special for Reinhardt today so I'm making different foods I've heard him talk about over the years."

"Any reason today is so special?" The blonde sat down and looked over the many pages (Y/n) was working from.

"It's the anniversary of Balderich's death." (Y/n) returned to her cooking, sliding a baking dish into the oven. "You know how he gets around it every year, hiding behind that happy-go-lucky facade like nothing ever happened. I thought maybe some home cooked food would cheer him up." A sad smile settled on her lips as she grabbed a knife and started to slice some potatoes.

"That's very kind of you, (Y/n). I was just heading out to watch him train with Lena, I'll let him know to come eat after they finish." Angela stood, filled her thermos, and headed to the large training grounds. (Y/n) thanked her as she left, prepping the fries for the oil.

Many folks stopped in to grab snacks or to find out who was making the dining area smell so wonderful, striking up conversation as the woman worked on her treats. She had even drawn the attention of Gabriel, who had just finished a mission briefing with Jesse and Fio. He hovered, watching (Y/n) stir a saucepan filled with onions and some concoction of spices and ketchup. She offered him a taste when she noticed him leaning on the island counter but he declined, taking an apple from the pantry and heading off to god knows where.

Angela popped her head in to let her know they had finished their training exercises and that he would be in to eat shortly. She started to set out the food, grabbing a couple of glass beer mugs from the freezer, and setting out plates for people to grab what they wanted. Lena was the first one in, Jack and Sojourn following behind the excited Brit.

"(Y/n), this looks so yummy!" Lena zipped in and grabbed a plate, inspecting the large spread. "Angela told us you were in here making culinary magic." She loaded her plate with a heap of fries and käsespätzle.

"I heard some of the agents talking about the smell of good food coming out of here, I just didn't believe them." Sojourn laughed, making a plate up and grabbing a glass of water.

"It'd be a shame to lose a fine agent but I might have to demote you to chef, (Y/n)." Jack squeezed her shoulder. "A fine gesture, I hope it works." The Overwatch commander nodded, grabbing his plate and leaving. (Y/n) was worried that the German brute wouldn't show for lunch but offered a big smile as he made his way into the kitchen.

"Afternoon, Rein. I thought you'd like a nice hearty lunch after your training." (Y/n) held an empty plate for him to take. "Feel free to take as much as you want." She began to feel awkward as he didn't say anything, just looked over the spread. He was covered in sweat, his brow creased, and his eyes swam with a storm of emotions (Y/n) couldn't place. Had she overstepped? Had she upset him more with the buffet of German food?

"You made all this?" Reinhardt looked up at her. (Y/n) rubbed the back of her neck nervously.

"Uh, yeah." He looked past her at the mountain of cookbooks on the counter, pages marked with sticky tabs, and met her eyes. "I guess I got carried away, I shouldn't have-" She was surprised to find herself in his arms.

"Thank you, (Y/n)." He whispered into her hair. She returned his embrace, rubbing circles on his back when she felt him shaking. Reinhardt pulled away and wiped any evidence of his tears away. "Let's not let this food get cold." He piled his plate up with fries, currywurst, käsespätzle, and many of the other dishes he could fit. (Y/n) grabbed the two icy mugs and filled them with the only beer in the fridge.

"Sorry I couldn't get a proper beer to go with the theme but Moira's stash will have to do." They both laughed and (Y/n)'s heart warmed to hear his deep chuckle. "And once everyone is finished, I made a bienenstich for dessert." Reinhardt looked at her with love filled eyes as he loaded her a plate up as well while she fixed their drinks. He carefully kissed the top of her head as she passed, not wanting to drop the food she worked so hard on.

"Come on, liebling, let's go eat with our family."

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I wanted to do more for our favourite adorable German lug and show he's more than just a loud teddy bear.