TF2 x Reader

🏃‍♂️Tag Your It (RED Scout x reader)🏃‍♂️

"Haha! Got ya girlie!!"

The next thing you could remember was Scout tackling you to the earth, laughing loudly above you. His dogtags made loud, clanking noises into your ear and his heavy breathing didn't help much either. Your eyebrow twitched in annoyance as you turned your head to glare your (E/C) eyes towards him. Your (H/L), (H/C) hair had come slightly undone out of its ponytail, (if it's short then it was just very messy) and now your chest hurt like a bitch because fatass above you tackled you so hard.

"Scout!! That's not fair at all! You didn't even give me a head start!"

The Bostonian only smirked and kissed you below your ear chuckling lowly. Your eyes widened a bit in surprise as the beginning of blush stained your cheeks. You were not in the mood for his mind games and trickery so you did the only logical thing you could think of to try and escape him....

"BOINK is the worst tasting drink ever created!!!"

As soon as those words left your lips Scout bolted upright with a shocked look upon his face but it soon turned angered as he began to raise a finger, probably to scold you. Before he could utter another word you pushed him off of you and bolted towards the fort laughing like a madwoman. Your hair whipped around your face and your feet hit the ground below in loud, fast paces. In the distance you can hear Scout yelling your name and chasing after you.

"NO FAIR (Y/N)!!!! YOU CHEATED!!!"

"SUCK MY NON-EXISTENT DICK SCOUT!!!"

~~At the fort~~

Spy and Sniper watched from afar as you and Scout played your rediculous version of Tag. Both mercenaries glanced at each other, raising their eyebrows in confusion before shrugging their shoulders chuckling.

"Them little wankas are at it again. Why won't they just go out already?"

"Patience bushman, Scout may be utterly ridiculous and terrible with zhe ladies, but he and miss (Y/N) zeem to hit it off just fine as how zhey are."

Sniper looked over at the Spy then back glanced over at the two young mercenaries playing like a bunch of three year olds. He let out a bark of laughter and sighed.

"Maybe"