Overwatch x Reader [on hold]

Junkrat x Psychotic!Fem!Reader

(Meh)

You laugh as a guy with a visor slams his palms in the table.

"This is not funny! You killed over 50 people"

"What me?!" You lean back and he grabs your collar, growling almost "sorry but I feel violated for you having your hand in the area of my chest."

"I don't give a damn this isn't the police you dumb bitch"

"Ohhhh I was wondering when I was gonna get my orange suit, also I like it when you call me those names. Keep it up" you wink and push his hands off your collar, leaning back into the chair.

"Ugh your as bad as Junkrat" you laugh.

"Ok who the fuck is that guy and what is that name!?!" You fall off the chair and the guy runs round, after you went silent, to see you passed out on the floor and blood coming out of your head. What you didn't know is you hit your head on the table as you fell.

He carried you to the doctor and he sat by you.

Your eyes flutter open and you look over to see the visor guy again.

"You really are stupid..." He shook his head.

"If I am stupid... Why not leave me to die?" You raise an eyebrow, he chuckles and leans back.

"Well... 1. I can't do that.
2. Your needed here
3. Your a smart kid"

"Aww thank you old man!" You smile

"Doesn't mean we are friends." You laugh.

"Of course" you look around. "Am I aloud to walk?" He gets up and goes to the door.

"Not sure I'll go ask Angela"

And with that he left...

And didn't come back. You sigh, so bored.

You try standing but you collapse onto the ground, your legs are jelly and weak.

You laugh at yourself. "Come on (Y/N) you got this" you push your upper body up but your legs don't corporate. You fall to the floor. You laugh/cry resting your head in your hands.

The pain shoots right up your back and all you can do is laugh as tears roll down your cheeks.

"Oi Roadhog do you 'ear that?" You heard outside but the pain stopped you from screaming for the help.

You continue the laugh/cry. "Grunt"

Someone opens the door. The blonde stares at you and reacts quickly to help you up. He was about to let go of you.

"I can't stand!" You scream as the pain gets worse. You hold onto the guy and he rubs your sore back.

"Oi Sheila it's all right" you look up at him. He sits you in the bed again and you laugh a little.

"Why are ya laughing when ya in pain?" He tilts his head.

"Well... It's the thing I do that best... Other than what some people call mass homicide. "

"Oh. But what's funny?" Roadhog walks out for some reason.

"Your hair. But quite honestly I just try and laugh my problems away"

"Thank ya. I can juggle too if ya want" you giggle. He has a small pink tint on his cheeks.

"I would love to see you juggle. What's your name?" You smile.

"Jamison, well I'm known as Junkrat" you freeze.

"I'm sorry. Sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sor-" you were silenced by lips placed on yours. You open your eyes and Jamison pulls away from you.