TF2 x Reader

🌨️Snow globes and Bullets (BLU Heavy x reader)🌨️

Heavy stared out the window and watched the vast desert around the base and an occasional tumbleweed roll by. A deep sigh escaped his lips as a small frown began to grow. He missed his sisters, his mother, and most of all...his home country.

Misha hated the heat and the burning sun upon his skin all the time. He missed playing in the snow, he missed hunting and killing bears, he missed looking up at the sky to catch snowflakes on his tongue. But there was one good thing about this place that made Heavy feel just as happy as he would be if he was back home...

You.

Your (H/L), (H/C) hair would bounce with excitement as you skipped over to him to hold his huge hand with your tiny (S/C) one. He would always blush whenever you were near and for some reason, you did not fear the large Russian man. A bright smile was always on your face and it made Heavy feel light in his chest. How did a little girl like you manage to wiggle your way into his big, cold heart?

As Heavy was lost in thought, he didn't seem to acknowledge the small poke on his forearm. The poking continued till he snapped out of his trance and shook his head to look at whoever disturbed his peaceful moment to himself. Your (E/C) eyes were staring into his icy blue orbs and a small smile was formed on your lips.

"Hey Misha, what cha looking at out there? Anything interesting to stare at besides tumbleweeds?"

"It's nothing lettle (Y/N), Heavy just misses home that's all."

You frowned at the homesick giant before you and felt a pang of pity for him. He was so far away from home and he must really want to go back home and be with his family. Then out of nowhere an idea came to your mind and you couldn't stop grinning. You quickly hugged his neck before skipping off somewhere, making Heavy tilt his head in confusion before shrugging and looking back out the window to see you running across the empty battlefield to Engineers truck. Heavy got very curious as to why you were getting into the truck with Dell and he felt as if his heart stopped. The truck soon pulled away and headed off into town, leaving a cloud of dust in its wake. Why should he care where you were going and who you were going with?

Heavy sighed and rubbed his temple before getting up to go to his room. He felt like a good nap would clear his mind and put him at ease and he did just that.

Time skip :3

Heavy awoke to the sound of knocking on his door. The Russian grumbled and growled to himself before getting up and stomping over to the door. He quickly opened it, getting ready to yell at whoever was knocking at his door when he stopped  and looked down to see a small, BLU colored box sitting at the front of his feet. Heavy looked both left and right to see if anyone was in the hallway but no one was in sight. He sighed loudly and picked it up while closing the door and walked to his bed to sit on it. He leaned towards the lamp on his dresser and turned it on, light flooded the room making him whince slightly before his eyes began to readjust. Heavy wondered who could have brought him this gift, as he was asking himself these questions his huge hands carefully opened the box and what was inside nearly made him cry...tears of joy.

Inside the box was a small Snow globe with the Moscow palace neatly crafted inside it. On the base of the snow globe the word Russia was carved into it and painted in black, making it stand out. Heavy held the snow globe close to his chest before peeking inside the box once again to see a small, white card on the bottom. He set the snow globe down onto his dresser and picked up the letter. As his eyes scanned over each  handwritten word, Heavy felt his heart beat faster and faster within his ribcage.

     Dear Misha:
     I know that I can't give you Russia nor the satisfaction of what it's like being back home, but I hope that this little snow globe of your countries capital would make you feel somewhat close to home while you're here in Teufort. Take good care of it. <3

     With love: (Y/N)

Heavy set the box down and cradled the card in his large palm, rereading the letter over and over again. Just outside his door, you were leaning against his doorframe smiling to yourself.

"Hehe, I love you big guy."