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Of Project and Cowboy

"Don't worry, darlin', you'll do great," He sent you another smile. He was sending you waves of happiness due to the fact that you are getting stress from the deadlines. His smile had soothed you and you thank him for that.

You nodded your head, a blush rising ever so slow. "Thanks, Jesse."

Jesse fidgeted at his seat, he tried to have a peek but you push his face away. Other Agents that passed by the both of you, had already saw what you did and their expression changed. Jesse pouted as he rubbed his face at the edge of the table, whining and trying to get your attention. He was your errand boy, always getting the drink you need and now, your face had changed.

It went from happy to emotionless, then to anger - Jesse cleared it away with his jokes - and back to blank. He raised his head to look at you, like a puppy. Your eyes still glued to the screen, fingers typing away and you glanced at him.

One glanced quickly stop him in his tracks. He rose up from his seat as your gaze linger to his. He leaned forward, hands held the edge of the table. His heart beat erratically, thinking that you are asking him, no, giving him permission to-

"It's done!"

He blinked. Once. Twice before backing down.

"T-that's great." He nod his head. "Can I see it?"

"Yeap," Never had he got up from the chair, causing him to fall butt down onto the ground. He groaned in pain.

"Jesse!" He raised his head, again, quickly but got hit at the edge of table. "Dude, you alright?" He wiped his eyes to have a clear sight of you and when his eyes were back to a clear visual, he looked around to see where he land.

Butt land behind the table. His head had felt the table and his chair, it had been flipped. As for you, worry had clouded your eyes.

He raised the ends of his mouth to give you his signature smirk before saying, "Help, I've mcfallen and I can't get up."

This time it was your turn to blink. A few times before turning into a laughing fit. You managed to calm yourself down before giving him your hand. He still had that smirk when you pull him out from his position.

He never let go off your hand, and so do you when you dragged him to your laptop, using your free hand you move the cursor to the video. With a small click, the video was played.

You didn't realised that warmth had seeped from your other hand. In fact, you didn't realised that Jesse had leaned next to you and his body weight had touched your arm. You didn't realised that he didn't pay attention to your video but to you, and you alone.

His eyes studied your features.

The sun had settled down into the horizon. Agents were in their own respective rooms, some are in a few missions, some had gone to their labs to do some research, some are in the infirmary, getting healed and the garden. Just you and him.

Reyes watched from the cam, the cam that faced the garden. He had given McCree a chance to get things right and this time, he want the kid to settle down after all of this. Morrison didn't say anything but brush it off, as for Ana. She smirked as she watched McCree was doing. Smooth but not that smooth, she studied him.

The video had stopped and you had a smiled that a choir of Angels could sing to praise it.

"What do you think?"

God, he could kiss you right now. Just the way you look at him, all innocent and pure.

And kiss he shall as he captured them.

Behind the cam, Ana punch Reyes's shoulders. "I believe Reinhardt owe me and Fareeha a mother and daughter day." Reyes grunted in return. Inside, he's proud of McCree. The cam showed that you had wrapped your arms around his neck, asking him to pull you closed. He complied, wrapping his own arms around waist.

But a thought gnawed at the back of his mind, the age gap. Will it work? How will their relationship last? Could bare all the things Overwatch and - maybe, just maybe - Blackwatch do? So many questions plagued him but the other part of him would let it flow.

Time will tell. All it need are patience.

• • •

You had submitted your animated video to your lecturer and he gave you a winked and a lollipop. To reward you off your hard work from these past few weeks.

Strawberry flavour.

You hummed as you play the candy in your mouth. Semester break had came and it was just the thing you need. Everything was done except for graduation. Don't forget to find a job.

Brushing yourself out from the automatic doors, there stood the man with the Cowboy demeanour. He was leaning against the motorbike and... is that a cigar hanging from his lips?

The girls fluttered their eyelashes to him, earning attention but they got ignored as Jesse watched you. The moment you passed the doors, his attention was dead on to you. He may be young and reckless but at least he got someone to ground him.

Other than Reyes and their new recruit. Genji Shimada.

"M'lady," He tipped his hat to you. You pulled out his cigar and stomped it. He whined at it but his eyes had locked on to your lips. The lollipop stick had struck out like a sore thumb. Jesse, feeling hurt, took out the lollipop stick from your mouth to his. He hummed at the flavour.

Now, this caused you to whine. "All and fair, darlin'." He winked at your pout.

"I get it, you like your cigar than me." He took out your lollipop stick and poked your lips.

"Who said that?"

You took the stick from his hand to put it back to your mouth. The helmet was around your arm before putting it on your head. It snuggled your head and you took your seat, waiting for him to do the same. Jesse chuckled as he switched on the ignition, the engine purred. As he took his seat, you wrapped your arms around his waist and he used his feet to kick off the stand before moving back to the headquarters.

It was a few moments of silence between the both of you.

Before the fall.

- -
this book is quiet compare to the others.
i need to give this man some love

blackwatch mccreee for y'all