Watch as the commander of the Blackwatch team goes to make smooth moves toward the young adult medic, as she was busy. Reyes doesn't know the concept of space and time, and it shows. Picking Angela from behind, he gently pins her to the wall, placing a ratter delicate kiss on her angelic lips. "How's the cutest angel doing on this fine day?" He learned this line with McCree, and he's slowly dying on the inside with how cheesy it was.
She tried not to panic when she was very carefully but firmly ripped away from the coffee machine. A small sound of protest escaped her, almost sounding like a distraught ‘no’.
No. No, she needed the caffeine, or she knew she wouldn’t make it through the day. It was her own fault for staying up two nights in a row but come on, there’s a lot to do and that coffee was the only thing that would ensure it’d get done.
She stared longingly at the coffee maker until her view was blocked by a very present and extremely close Commander Reyes. Her attention on that detail didn’t last long when warm lips found hers, gentle and sweet. The scruff left a slight buzzing sensation on her skin, pleasant and highly distracting.
“That was...” She couldn’t stop the snort. “I believe I am no longer in need of that coffee now.”
But that was awful and unforgivable. “You need to stop listening to Jesse for whatever pickup lines he is trying to teach you. You are far better off on your own in that department.” She smirked and lightly poked his chest. “You are adorably cheesy enough.”
