Widowmaker knew her assignment, gather Intel on the current overwatch base recently discovered and report her findings daily especially on their newest recruit, his strengths, weaknesses, and if he could be turned.
Widowmaker had watched the new hero go through his daily life throughout the day and night, learning his habits and schedule. By now, she had his schedule memorized to heart.
First he would wake up stretch and get dressed, brush his teeth etc.
Next he would exercise for two hours then eat breakfast with the rest of his comrades. Finally he would do nothing or help out the Swiss woman with her work.
Widowmaker watched him go through his daily life and started to find a delight in watching him do these things some of them she found quite adorable especially when he forgot to do something.
What she found amusing was his complete obliviousness to the Swiss doctor's clear infatuation with him. Widowmaker laughed when the doctor interacted with (Y/n) watching the blonde blush and try to stay close to the man.
She knew (Y/n) didn't see any of it, she knew he should be with someone better like her!
Widowmaker didn't even know she felt this way about the man until she watched Mercy interact with (Y/n). To be honest she was scared and somewhat panicked at first, but as she thought about it it didn't seem too bad.
Widowmaker's lips tugged up in amusement as she watched (Y/n) still fail to acknowledge the doctor's affections. She drew out her journal from a pouch at strapped to her thigh alongside a pencil and began to draw.
She began with the outline of the face then added facial features (e/c) eyes (Y/c) hair and added detail to precious detail until she deemed it finished.
It became an exact portrait of (Y/n), every detail of his face perfected through trail and error.
Widowmaker examined her work a smile still on her face.
"Ah, parfait. Mon chéri" Widowmaker knew it was dangerous, falling for the man. If Talon knew her emotions were slowly seeping back in she would suffer.
But were they worth feeling?
Widowmaker wondered, it did bring back much pain but she hid it well or as well as she could.
So many feelings all creeping back sadness, guilt, anger, pity, and jealousy.
She knew the source of that last emotion and she refused to name it.
Widowmaker pursed her lips, the Swiss woman was lucky. To be so close to him she was lucky to feel those emotions on a daily basis.
Widowmaker scowled.
Enough of this self-pity!
Widowmaker lifted her arm up and fired her grappling hook to a ledge on the opposite side of gap between the roof.
Aiming her rifle, Widowmaker aligned her sight with her prey watching him sit at a couch and watch TV alongside the Shimada brothers, Hanzo would scoff at some scenes from the movie's fight scenes describing them as 'inaccurate'
The eldest Shimada was new to Overwatch, Talon had tried to hire him. Many times. He refused everytime yet chose Overwatch for his brother sake.
Widowmaker aimed her sight at the eldest Shimada finger on the trigger ready the pull.
Really, she should end the man's life. Talon had added more money to Hanzo's bounty one squeeze of the trigger and she could be set for life or at least more than she already was. But she chose not to she could blow her cover and alert (Y/n) of her presence.
And she couldn't have that now could she?
Widowmaker watched (Y/n) lean back in his seat and rest his arms on the back of the couch, Widowmaker let out a soft sigh she could help the thoughts of how inviting his arms seemed and how a small part of her yearned to be in them.
She quickly buried those thoughts and focused on her mission which was to spy on the man causing those thoughts.
How ironic right?
Widowmaker suddenly grew rigid and tense as she watched the one person she didn't want around (Y/n) walk into the room.
The Swiss Doctor.
Angela greeted (Y/n) and the Shimadas with a polite smile then a bashful one when (Y/n) greeted her back. Angela sat down next to (Y/n) and throughout the TV show inched closer to the man until she was right next to him her hand inches from his.
'That's not fair' Widowmaker frowned as she watched the medic again try to subtly show her affections for (Y/n).
'Psh, continue d'essayer docteur he won't notice you like that.' Widowmaker mocked Angela silently
She wished she could somehow crush the Swiss woman's persistance. Then an idea came to Widowmaker's mind.
Ripping a blank piece of paper from her journal she began to write.
When she was finished, she left the letter with one final sentence.
'You'll never know who I am unless I want you to my dear~
Signed
Your secret admirer'
Silently Widowmaker swung off to the other side of the base intending to put the letter where he is sure to see it in his room leaving a single rose in front of the letter.
Widowmaker leapt back onto the roof and out of sight, then eagerly waited for his return through her scope's sight.
YOU ARE READING
Widowmaker x Male Reader x Mercy
Fanfiction(Y/n) was new to Overwatch and had recently joined to help people. Little did he know he had caught the interest of a certain Swiss field medic. As he grew accustomed to his new surroundings, Intel had reached Talon on a new member in Overwatch. Wid...
