Gabe x Jack: Anniversary

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So I had this idea to write a story about Gabe and Jack but in a timeline where Overwatch never existed? So this is Gabriel Reyes and Jack Morrison, not reaper and solider76, does that make sense? Let me know what your guys think, enjoy.

"Jack we're going to be late!" Gabe yelled up to me from the first level of our apartment,

"Just give me a second, damn," I yelled back from the bathroom. I needed to finish shaving, it was our anniversary and Gabe apparently had some fancy thing planned. He doesn't plan to do much of anything so the change of pace was cautiously welcomed.

I looked in the mirror one more time before going down the stairs to the main level. I had a white button down on and dark jeans, not that different from what I usually wear but I thought it looked nice. I ran my fingers through my hair and left our bedroom, the entire second level was our bedroom so I didn't have to go far,

"Aren't I lucky?" I didn't see him at first, he was actually behind the staircase, but Gabe wrapped his arms around my waist and hummed into my ear,

"H-hey, I just ironed this shirt." I smiled as he sprinkled kisses on my freshly shaven jaw,

"We own an iron?"

"You wouldn't know." I turned in his arms to see exactly what I expected; all black. He did look nice though, a black button down and black jeans without holes which was a rare sight. He had his eyebrow piercing and ear piercings in too, I liked those a lot. I gripped his biceps and rested my head against his forehead,

"I think I'm the lucky one," I mused,

"Not a chance," he grinned and let a hand wander down to squeeze my ass, making me jump,

"Hey..."

"Not my fault you wore such tight clothing," I felt my face flush red, I wasn't sure if he noticed but I'd been working out more in hopes of bulking up. I was no where near his size but I had gained enough for my clothes to fit snugly,

"Where are we going then?" I smiled,

"You'll see," he led me by my hand to the door and through the building all the way to his car, making sure not to let go of my hand the whole way.

Gabe opened the car door for me, allowing him another chance to look at my ass no doubt. Once settled in the drivers side he reached into the back and pulled back two roses, one red and one black,

"One for me and one for you," he flashed such an innocent smile I thought I would keel over and cry, I couldn't help the aww that escaped my mouth,

"Don't get all mushy on me now, Morrison." He shook his head and handed the roses in the crisp plastic sheath to me, he'd never admit it but he'd always been the mushy one.

I looked over the roses and smiled, they almost looked fake. They were perfect, not a single petal out of place.

He drove out of the shared lot under our apartment building and sped onto the highway. He always drove as fast as he could get away with, luckily he was a far superior driver than I and I never doubted his ability to not kill us. He placed a hand on my thigh, not saying a word about it. I knew if I did say something he'd pull his hand back, I'd made the mistake before.

Gabe parked in front on the side of a street a few towns over from our home. We didn't usually come this far out unless it was something important. Gabe walked around to let me out again, he always wanted to do that no matter the occasion. The fresh air washed over me as I stood from the low, black car. We had to be close to the ocean, it smelt undeniably salty.

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