#deitaru

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by deitaru

Genji Shimada can't go back. Going forward is like trudging through molasses, each step harder and more exhausting than the last.

He finally has a chance at peace, again, after what happened all that time ago.

But it won't last.

It never does.

Words: 959, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Overwatch (Video Game)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi, Other

Characters: Genji Shimada, Tekhartha Zenyatta, Angela "Mercy" Ziegler

Relationships: Genji Shimada/Tekhartha Zenyatta, TBA - Relationship

Additional Tags: Tokyo Ghoul AU, Cannibalism, Honestly I don't know if I'll continue this depends on feedback idk, It was in my drafts for so long

What a week it’s been, huh, pole? I’ve cried on you, punched you, laid at your base for hours…. 

And here we are. The final day. 

The haze that had set over the city burned at his eyes, which was what he was blaming the pricks of tears there for. 

Cheer feels like… like he’s learned so much, and at the same time, he’s so aware of what he still has yet to learn.

He fingers the ring on his hand. 

He pulls at the bracelet on his wrist. 

The charm on his phone.

He has no words. 

Good luck, everyone.

gently cries on @deitaru bc they commissioned me again for a third time

i owe them my life

...

What…. what the fuck? Cheer slammed his fists against the pole in anger. He was just here! He was just here thinking about how wonderful it was that Dax and Ayumu had such a pure love - such a wonderful partnership- 

And just like that, 

They were gone.

Cheer stared directly at the Memorial and felt rage bubble up inside him, cascading through his entire body.

“How could I have been so stupid??” He hisses, putting his hands now against his face and cussing at the tears that had begun to pool once more around the cracks in his fingers. 

Ayumu….

There was love there. But it wasn’t- it wasn’t that perfect soul wrenching love that Cheer thought it was. 

Dax…

There was too much love there- It was that perfect, that wonderful, that self-sacrificing love that Cheer himself had grown to love so much he absolutely hated. 

“I hope- I hope you two are enjoying each other’s company even in the afterlife- I hope your heart and soul can still combine in that wonderful way that I had come to envy-“ 

Cheer looks directly at the picture of Kei. 

He says nothing more. 

…

Cheer smiles, for the first time on approaching the memorial before heading to bed that evening. His feet felt light. His spar with Dax and Ayumu had made his chest feel light, his vision sparkle- his heart soar. True love like that was hard to find- partners who’d stick together and play off each other’s strengths….

After Ryely and Corona, he doubted he’d see anything like that this week.

He presses his face up against the pole, tears leaking out of his eyes. 

“Thank you for letting me see something this beautiful. Thank you…”

Cheer let the thoughts of Jean drift out of his mind. The thoughts of his desperate plea for replaying seemed so far away in the face of this Love. What was he thinking? He had the chance to be happy- The chance to live out the rest of this un-life with the love of it- 

He was stupid for asking. It was a moment of weakness. It wouldn’t… it wouldn’t happen again.

For the first time all week Cheer felt relieved. 

“Thank you, God.”

…