It was a huge surprise to everyone when the chief softened up. The normally snarky woman who’d patrol the halls of Overwatch and worked her troops to the ground was now a distracted puddle of mush. It wasn’t common for Fareeha to be so skittish, just a few seconds of silence could leave her mind racing now. When did she stop being so carefree? When did she start to care about what anyone thought about her? Why now?

“You’ve been acting strange lately, I haven’t heard a single complaint from the younger recruits about you in a while, going easy on them?” Angela lightly joked, plopping her coffee mug on the table, the black liquid inside looking both charred and burnt somehow as it swished around. It was the evening, a warm summer glow that shone beautifully inside the break room. Everyone was bustling around the watchtower, coworkers chatting and walking around after clocking out from their shifts.

“Don’t tell me you’re still fussing over my new trainee,” Angela abruptly smiled, her long knees kicking up on the table's ceiling, almost knocking her mug over as it rocked near the point of tipping. “You’ve been staring at the new hire like a lost puppy for the past few days. I can’t name a time where you’ve been in my office this much.”

“I hoped I wasn’t that obvious,” peeking over Angela’s shoulder Fareeha glanced timidly over your figure as you talked with one of your patients in the room across the hall. You were always so kind to her, always attentive and supportive whenever she came into the clinic for a quick check up. Your natural aura was always so bright, you’d always find a way to lighten her mood no matter how angry she was. Tomorrow she’d need to take her regular physical exam, as captain she needed to maintain her health as much as possible, but she wasn’t sure if she could face you again. Not after the last time she fumbled her words in front of you. She made a fool out of herself. A complete joke,

“Angela,” Fareeha lightly said, grabbing Angela’s attention as she lifted up from her coffee with an inquiring hum. “Can I get another trainee to look over me tomorrow? You know my exam is tomorrow, I’d rather…” Fareeha bites her bottom lip, trying to find the right words. This was unlike her, she’s never felt this much embarrassment and interest in someone like this in a long time. “I’d rather not embarrass myself further. Last time I came here I split my drink all over me. I don’t think I stand a chance after that.”

Angela shifts her eyes to you before grabbing Fareeha’s hand, she gives a gentle reassuring smile. “I can try, I don’t know what I can do for you but I can ask around if someone else wants to take on the job.”

“I’d do it myself, but I’m still quite busy. I have a lot of paperwork to go over, I need to fix my staff, purchase the new equipment for the new troops, oh, and help Reinhardt with a lump on his—“

“—Thank you, Angela.”

The next day went by in a breeze. The morning was always the less lively time of day. It was always cold and quiet in the breakfast and research rooms as everyone worked tirelessly on a solution to stop Talon. The evening came rather quickly, maybe a bit too quickly, another captain took over for Fareeha as she went to the med bay for her annual check up. There were a lot of people crowding the cramped waiting room, nurses and doctors rushing in and out while soldiers and visitors chatted openly with one another.

“Fareeha Amari?”

The lively call of your voice seemed to freeze the office, or at least time froze for Fareeha. She staggered off the chair, walking over to you with a skittish smile. Did Angela even remember what she asked yesterday? It’s true that she was busy though, but it almost seems like this was a set up.

“Nice to see you again,” you smile, sweet voice chipper and gentle as you beckon her to follow you into the hallway. “I assume you already know the drill, captain,”

“For sure..I promise I won’t take up too much of your time”

“Oh don’t be ridiculous, Amari, you know that you’re my favorite patient.” You look her over, she was still in her gear, you snicker quietly into your palm, unluckily getting caught almost instantly.

“What’s so funny?”

“Oh, I’m sorry—“ you cackle, this time a bit louder as you open the door to the exam room. “I hope you know I can’t examine you in your gear, captain. Feel free to change and let me know when you’re ready for me. If you have your own clothes that’s great,” you point to a tray on the counter. “We have gowns that you can change into as well.”

“That’s quite all right..” Her body burns from embarrassment, she gives a shy smile “I wear the regular padded gear and regulated clothing under my armor.”

You give a quick nod “alrighty, I’ll be right outside the room, beep me when you’re done, Kay?”

You swirl out the room, and after five minutes the button outside the door glows red. She was stripped down to her compression top and pants. A completely black outfit that was utmost comfortable under all that heavy gear.

“That’s much better,” you sit across from her at your desk, grabbing your stethoscope to hang on your neck, “before I start, has anything changed for you recently?”

She lowly hums, shaking her head. You follow up by asking her all the basic questions, her diet, her mental health and her workout routine.

It was times like this where Fareeha wished she could crawl or fly away, but she already took off her gear so that was the end of that. It was time for you to physically examine her, the part that she hated and loved so much.

You were so close that she could taste your scent on her tongue. It was like you placed her under a trance each time you were near. You smelt divine, and you looked gorgeous on top of that. Were you aware of the effect you had on her, or were all your playful little flirtations just a game to keep her chasing for something impossible.

“Say aaahhh~” you playfully lift a stick to her tongue as you angle your head lamp. You scribble on your board once done before spinning around in your chair back to her.

“Perfect, now the last steps.” You hold the base of your stethoscope in the air, waiting for her to give the ok.

With any other nurse this wouldn’t be a problem, but she always felt deadly embarrassed when her heartbeat skyrocketed. You definitely didn’t need the stethoscope to hear it.

When you press the bell to her chest her stomach almost drops and her throat magically becomes dry. She feels numb, she feels shy, she felt unrecognizable from her former self. You were making her lose her senses.

“Rapid heartbeat as usual, chief.” You humorously bat your lashes, pretty eyes peering over her jittery form “it’s almost like I make you nervous. Do I make you nervous?”

Headcanons

When you and Fareeha started dating all your close friends couldn’t be happier. You two fit together perfectly. You were always so energetic and optimistic, a perfect contrast with Fareeha’s closed off nature.

You both start seeing each other recently after her check up, that sneaky doctor really played the two of you out like a fiddle. Fareeha knew what happened was intentional as soon as she saw Angela again on break, smiling ear to ear as she made her roasted charred coffee.

The moment you and Fareeha made things official was when the two of you were hanging out at her house. You loved to do her hair and take care of her. Spa days when you were both off work were relaxing and just the distraction she needed.

She never really liked people being so close to her, especially since she had a distant childhood with the people around her, but with you everything felt natural. You were kind, energetic and supportive of her. You massaged her, gave her nice spa bathes and even stayed hours to watch her train. And in return she spoiled you rotten. She can never say no to you no matter how hard she tries, you’re just too sweet to deny.

You’re always putting nice clips in her hair. You have a wide selection of them so you don’t mind sharing. And while it’s not allowed when she’s wearing her suit she never takes them off during training.

The both of you work out together all the time. She’s a bit of a hard worker, so she does motivate you to try harder, the good thing about you is you’re always up to a challenge.

When things get rough and Fareeha has nightmares about her mom you’re right besides her. You may be her little chatter box, but you had the heart of an angel. You hold her, soothing her gently as she lays on your chest. And if you are in need of her help she’ll always lend an ear while holding you.

You were the first to say you loved her, she loved you too but you were never hesitant to voice how much you truly care about her. Once you two start dating for a while she never stops telling you how much she loves you because time with you is precious. You were truly her sunlight.

Lúcio tucks his thumb into his hand when hugging you(he doesnt know what to do with his hands)

Depending on how close you are he will pat your back.

Genji!!🐉

Doesn’t understand why’d you want to hug him; He isnt the most comfortable material.

NEVER asks for hugs. He will absolutely ask to hold your hand…a hug is a different story.

Genji will agree to hug you but it’s probably awkward(he hasn’t hugged anyone in a very long time)

He keeps his hands open when hugging. His hands normally stay around your shoulder blades.

Very firm and stiff but once he realizes the fact that you really dont care thats he’s a cyborg(or the fact the hug is more emotional) He wont be so stiff.

Cassidy!!🚬

Doesn’t ask for hugs but he will initiate them! (will ask if you’re sensitive to touch) His go to method is that side hug with the grip on the shoulder.

Spreads his arms open (😭) to show you hes ready or the “Come on.” phrase. “Alright, briiing it in.”

Sometimes rocks you or the slight swinging motion.

Depending on how close you two are his hand placement will be open and around your hips(or love handles if you have them<3)

If you guys arent very close expect the good ole dad pat.

Most of the time waits for you to back out of the hug but sometimes he will pat your back to let you know he has something to do.

Mercy!!🍰

dancing docta dancing docta

Will ask for hugs if she feels down!!

If you were any type of perfume she will notice and she absolutely will ask!

Her hugs are pretty soft, normally laying her head on your shoulder.

Does sometimes rock you, if she notices she might stop or just wont move as much.

Another one who tucks her thumbs in. Her hands lay around your upper middle back area.

I have a feeling she closes her eyes completely and opens them when finished.

Junkrat!!💥

Has and will continue ask!! He loves physical affection<3

Gets super excited when ever you ask for a hug because at least one person wants to be next to him!

Sometimes encases you completely; to the point you cant even wrap your arms around him.

Stinks…he stinks

You will have to verbally ask for him to let you go.

His hand are SPREAD open and where ever he feels like putting them for that hug.

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He has and will continue to show up at pride events; playing music or not!!!

Lúcio can definitely be some sort of hopeless romantic

He sometimes stutters when he talks to his s/o (canon) but eventually he will get everything out with a dopey smile on his face

If you’re enby, He supports you too; He’d correct people on your pronouns if they get it wrong on purpose.

Lúcio has two green tree frogs!! He babies them, he doesnt mean to…he swears! (“Its canon!” i say as they drag me away)

If you have pets, hes fine with any of them!! besides snakes, spiders, or small rodents. Those three kind of give him goosebumps but he will try his best to understand and maybe eventually warm up to them :)!!

Hes never thought about settling down he has the sort of “Lets party all night, get the cops called and gently apologize for the inconvenience” type of outlook on life.

Loves when he is able to match an outfit with yours, even if its just a matching bracelet!!! It makes him feel closer to you.

He really enjoys cream soda!!! Lúcio has a very prominent sweet tooth; He loves seeing green or blue deserts!!(they all look so tasty)

Lúcio really enjoys poetry!! He himself doesn’t quite understand how to write poetry. Lúcio tries to do poetry his brain just goes blank after a while.

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