Moira layed beside you, smiling. She stared at your face for a while. "Aaaah , [Y/N]. Your so lucky to look physically healthy, without having to do experiments and such on yourself. Its truly a special gift to be so beautiful" (or handsome, depending on gender) This made you blush. Like, blush alot. She really thought you were beautiful?! But she was beautiful herself.. Did she really not see herself the same way as you saw her? ... Strange. But she was very beautiful, not just looks, her personality was amazing in your eyes too. The way she laughed, the way she could control situations with ease... Oh wow. You were dosing off in your own thoughts again. But this time you let yourself drift away into dreamland, dreaming of fluffy sheep...that for some reason, sombra was trying to kill... Oh well. You were always one for weird dreams. While you slept, Moira ran her long fingernails though your [H/C] hair slowly and gently, before planting a sweet kiss on your forehead. She seemed to be in her own dreamland too. "Sleep well, my dear [Y/N]. You will always be my favourite recruit."
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{Overwatch} Moira X Reader- Outcasts.
Fanfiction[Y/N] was a member of Overwatch, until one day they found out about your past, and threw you out, forgetting all association with [Y/N]. You felt betrayed, as you did little wrong. Your life was over... or was it? You joined a group in the shadows;...
