Junkrat x Reader (CONTINUED & SMUT)

The Void

The room was like my dream, filled with the familiar darkness and flooding floor. You slowly walked in with your eyes locked on them both. Reaper stood next to Junkrat, who was on a surgery table, up ahead. Sweat dripped from your forehead and landed in the watered floor, sending ripples in every direction.

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You stopped walking to come face-to-face with Reaper. Wisps of black smoke oozed from his cracked mask, and he wreaked of blood. "What do you want with us?" You whispered. "You all owe Talon." He replied. "What? You were the ones that ambushed us. You killed almost every single one of my friends, and I don't know where some of them are!" You laid hands on his chest and pushed him back. You held Junkrat, who was in a drugged slumber. You scooped him into his arms and ran for the door. Reaper trailed a little behind as you sprinted at full speed, holding Junkrat. "We did this because of him! You know that right?!" Reaper hollered. "Then what'd he do? Huh?" You snapped back at him. "His people took out all of Talon's first team. We want him to know where his people stay, and then we'll kill him! Put him out of his depressing misery. You don't make him better!" He bursted. You shook your head, and slammed the door behind you, leaving him in the dark. You quickly locked the door, and continued straight.

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After what felt like hours of walking, you found a staircase sitting on the side of the hallway. You walked up, and found a small lid. You pushed it open, and poked your head out, trying to hold Jamie the best you can with one arm. It was the station! You pulled the lid off completely and squeezed through the small circle. You closed the lid tightly and perched Junkrat on the wall. You turned to him out of breath. "Stay there," you said as he snored. You tucked yourself back into the Talon hq, and continued walking, hoping to find soldier, Hana, and roadie. You alternated through rooms, hoping to find one of them. Then, appeared a room that just read "special." "This is right up my alley!" You joked. You opened the door slowly, and found soldier. He sat there, tied to a chair, his head hung low. "Please, it's been 10 minutes, asshole. Give me a-" his eyes met mine. He smiled, and squeezed his eyes shut. "Sweet relief, (y/n), how did you find me?" He smiled as I untied him. He stood and rubbed his wrists. "Come one we gotta go." You pushed him out of the room.

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You both climbed from the hq exit and there awaited Jamison, still passed out and snoring. "Hello to you too," soldier sighed. You giggled and lifted Jamison from the floor. "Wait, we cant be in crowds with him. No attention can come towards us, especially reporters and writers." Soldier said. "No look there's a subway heading our way right now," you said as the screeching metal drew nearer. Soldier helped you lift Jamison and you all boarded the train. You flopped down Jamison next to you, and let out a hard sigh as you say down. Commander watched you struggle to breathe. "You okay, kid?" He asked. You held your ribs and swallowed hard. "Yeah, just that my ribs aren't healed all the way yet. And I feel like there's a lump or something in my arm it's weird..." you said. Soldier's eyes grew wide as he rushed over to sit between you and Jamison. "Let me see your arm," he demanded. You extended your limb towards him and he examined it. "I knew it! Goddamnit I knew it. We are almost at the next stop which is only half a mile from Overwatch hq, but the sooner the better," he said. "Wait what's wrong? What's wrong with me?" You broke into a sweat, heart racing fast. "It's a tracker in your arm, kid."