Overwatch x Reader

Cassidy x Reader: Closure Part Three

The reader is drinking in this fanfic so here's your honorary drinking licenses *hands over drinking license* now you can drink legally or even more legally than you would've in real life. I will say that there's substantially more fluff in this one compared to the drought of part two but I have no idea if you might cry from this at all, but I'd advise to be prepared. Enjoy part three!

I was familiar with loss before, but I have never experienced this level of loss in my life. It's not the kind that comes for absence, or the one that traps you in grief. This kind of loss was one where you tried so hard to get to one place you never knew you wanted, but the opportunity was taken from you. I hated myself, hated that I made myself think that I despised Cassidy, hated that I made him into my worst nightmare when he was my perfect dream. I hated that I was to blame for him retracting any chance of our relationship going anywhere. It was all my fault that I lost what I never knew I wanted, and I had to swallow that pill. But I wish I didn't have to.

I walked out of the kitchen and back to my dorm. It was a slow walk, because I had no real reason to scurry over anymore. My tears were dry, but the gloom hung over my head like a dark cloud. I was right before when I said this was all hopeless. If this was me winning to Cassidy, then he was greatly mistaken. I lost big time. It was times like these that I wish Hana was around, her room was always open to me. I'd go in and cry into her squishmallows, tell her all my thoughts that she would help me organize through. I missed Lena's presence, how she'd try to cheer me up by talking about the brighter side of things. Baptiste would run over with the tissues, and offer an ear while adding onto whatever Hana or Lena would say. Lucio would help distract the pain for a while, asking to use his soundboard to relate my feelings into a melody; turn my sadness into something beautiful or plain old silly. But they were far away, all because I thought heading to Gibraltar was a good idea. I sighed sadly, stopping by my door as I scanned my key card in. My hand rested on the handle of the door. Do I want to be alone right now? Wallow in my room with all of my self-pity? No, I'm tired of being cooped up in there. I turn around and fast walk past the dorms, I can't be the only one awake. There had to be someone around, right? It was only 7pm. But I'd soon be proven wrong, peering into Winston's lab to see Winston asleep on his holoscreen. Yea, I don't think I want to talk about my problems to him. Maybe Angela in the med bay? By the time I reached her office, the door was locked. Damn it. Well, what about training? I walk over to the training room, not a single soul in sight. Shooting range maybe? By the time I got there, I heard the sound of Cassidy bickering to himself and the sound of bullets hitting the targets. No, I shouldn't talk to him right now. I need to respect his decision, and let him go. With a painful heart, I walked down the halls as I searched for a soul to talk to. I stopped by the lounge, thinking that all hope was lost until I found Angela hunched over in a blanket cocoon as she blew her nose as Greys Anatomy played on the holo screen. She turned to me with glassy eyes, "Y/n?" She squinted.

"Dr.Zeigler, what happened?" I asked, pushing aside my pain as I sat down next to her.

"Oh, it doesn't matter really." She shrugged it off, "Did you talk to Cassidy?" She tried to hide her sadness with a smile, but I knew it was fake.

"You can tell me, you know? I won't tell anyone." Just like that, she broke into tears. She sank onto my shoulder as she cried, and I rubbed her back; already feeling myself tearing up with her.

"I tried asking Genji if he wanted to go out for dinner at this fancy restaurant a few hours from base tomorrow, but then his leg malfunctioned so I had to fix it. Then I tried asking him again, and then his left cybernetic arm malfunctioned so I fixed it. And when I said 'We should go out sometime', he said..." she choked on her words. "'Where is this coming from?'" She cried into my shoulder, "Really?! Where is this coming from?! I've had a crush on him for years and now it's sudden to act on those feelings?!" She huffed, "I just snapped at him and walked away... I couldn't sleep so I'm watching this garbage!" She gestures to the holo screen, "An pointlessly inaccurate medical drama!" She pointed at the two doctors kissing, "They're breaking HR!" She growled.