Chapter 19: A Hug

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3rd Person POV
6 am, Saturday: Everyone was peacefully asleep in the base. Except for one. Junkrat could be found outside. In the outdoor training range. Blowing up practice bot after practice bot.

7 am: Rat has woken up half the base with his laughter and explosions. Looks like part of today's workout will be running. From an angry mob.

8 am: Everyone else is awake, and those woken up by Junkrat got tired of running after him. They head to breakfast.

Main Character POV
I sat at the table with Hana, Lucio, Tracer, and Junkrat eating breakfast. Hog wasn't feeling well so he was sleeping in. "I'm so excited to see Emily!" Tracer chimed, seemingly out of nowhere. "That's so sweet!" I commented "My boyfriend is busy this weekend." Junkrats face seemed to grow into a scowl. "Effin' Jerk" I heard him grumble. "Oh yeah, could you listen over some music for me today, Hana?" Lucio asked "Lucio, I told you already, there's a cod competition going on today." D.va whined. "Well...what about you, Y/N? Could you give me some feedback on some songs?" Lucio directed his attention towards me. "Uhh, sure. I don't really know too much about music tho so I'm probably not the best person to-" he cut me off, "You don't need to be some sort of expert to listen to music. You can listen without knowing how music works. I just need a blind eye." "Then sure. I'm up for listening to some music for you." I smiled. Lucio started the song and it was really good! But in the middle of it my phone dinged. "You gonna get that, Y/N?" Lucio asked "Can I?" I responded. He nodded. I pulled out my phone to see a new text notification. I clicked it to see a text from him... 'Ready for this weekend babe?' He's never called me babe before. And this weekend?? He...he said he was busy with work this weekend. I didn't know what to do. "Woah, what's wrong Y/N?" Lucio asked, seeing the look of dismay on my face. I just handed him the phone, not knowing what else to do and not wanting to read the text again. I guess Junkrat had been zoning out because once I handed Lucio my phone he was quickly no longer silent. "What's going on?!" He half shouted, trying to push past me to see the screen of the phone now in Lucios hands. At realizing he couldn't get a good look at the screen, Jamison stood up and hopped behind Lucio to read over his shoulder. "What's that about? Didn't ya say he was busy?" Junkrat asked me
"That's what he told me." I replied. "Huh...wonder wha-OH F—–!" He yelled in surprise and anger as Lucio just stared at my phone in confusion.
"Hey Y/N" Lucio began "Do you have any...other names?" "What? No, why?" "THAT B——!" Junkrat called "woah, woah, woah, what's going on??" I asked, promptly being ignored by Lucio, who was still staring in shock at the screen and Rat who was storming off muttering about murder. "Jamison, don't do anything irrational!" I called out to Junkrat. I turned to Lucio.  "What did he send??" "I don't think you should see this." Lucio said, shaking his head. I looked at the screen anyway. "Just for you, Ashley." Said his message below the picture of his d——. I froze, tears filling my eyes. God I'm such an idiot. I can't even listen to simple advice for my own good. I couldn't even speak. I just walked back to my room, unable to process what I saw. On my way back I think I saw Rat sitting in his doorway, angrily messing with a bomb but the tears were too blinding to tell for sure. I went straight to my room and laid down on my bed, curling up completely covered by my blanket. My thoughts wouldn't leave me alone again. 'You weren't good enough. You're just a stupid b——. He doesn't need you. Nobody wants you. You. Don't. Matter.' My thoughts were broken by a sound. The sound of the door quickly opening and closing. Then I heard a thud-click thud-click thud-click, followed by a light shining through my eyelids as someone lifted the blanket off my head. I opened my eyes to see Jamison kneeling by my bed, looking at me. Without a word I grabbed him, pulling him into a tight hug.

Junkrat POV
She hugged me. A real, genuine hug. It was nice. I was her shoulder to cry on...literally. Sitting there in her embrace, that's when I realized...I can never let her go. I have to protect her. By any means necessary.

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