Overwatch characters x male reader

Brigitte x Crippled Reader

Requested by @batmanbeyonis

~Brigitte POV~
"It's all my fault. He shouldn't be the one in their papa. I was being careless and now he's hurt."

"It's ok, prinsessa. He's being treated by the best doctor in Overwatch. The most he'll be out will be two-three months, tops!"

"I hope you're right. I still feel like it's my fault though. I should've seen Widowmaker aiming at me. (Y/n) shouldn't have that gullet in his spine."

"Don't put yourself down Brigitte. He protected you because that was what he wanted to do, I don't think he'd want to see you hurt. Come on. Let's go do something to take your mind off this."

"Sorry papa, but I want to be here if anything happens or changes."

Papa nods his head before patting my shoulder with his non mechanical arm. I look at the red "emergency" sign, it makes me feel awful just thinking about this. (Y/n) was my best friend and crush and now he's in critical condition because I wasn't paying attention. I feel a sudden wave of sleep overcome my body. I lean my head back and rest my eyes.

~Time skip(5 hours)~
"Brigette, wake up. You can see (y/n) now."

I feel gentle hands shake me awake. I open my eyes and am met with Angela's calm blue ones.

"Hm? Is-Is (y/n) awake?!"

I try to run to the door but Angela grabs my arm.

"He's not awake so you need to be quiet. He is in stable condition right now, so you can check up on him."

I nod my head before speed walking to the emergency room. I wish I hadn't. Iv cords littered his arms. He had a breathing mask that was fogged over, and his breaths were so labored I though he stopped breathing for a while.

"He's just out of surgery, so be very gentle."

Tears fall down my face as I get a nearby chair and sit down next to (y/n). I don't hold back my sobs as I let all my emotions out.

"It's going to be alright Brigitte. He'll make it out alive, but......"

"B-but what? What's going to happen to (y/n)?!"

Angela became serious her eyes going from the usual kind woman to the professional doctor she is.

"The bullet hit his lower spinal cord, and while I was able to help him, he is paralyzed from the waist down."

I fall to the ground chair scraping behind me. I can't say anything as a wave of guilt falls over me again. Not only did (y/n) get hurt while saving me, he now can't fulfill his dream of saving people as an agent of Overwatch.

"I'm sorry Brigitte. Would you like me to tell him when he wakes up?"

I shake my head but I still can't find my voice. Angela hugs me and I hug her back but I become numb, everything feels like it's going in slow motion. I pull away before grabbing the chair and sitting back down. I look at (y/n), even with all the medical gear on him, he looks so peaceful.

"I'll be back to check on him in four hours. I trust you won't leave, so can you make sure he doesn't move in his sleep?"

"Yeah....see you then."

I hear the door open and close as I'm left alone with (y/n). The heart rate monitor making the only noise, as I'm afraid if I say or move, he won't wake up. I hold my head in my hands and think.

"Ah. That hurt. Brigitte? Wh-what happened, where am I?"

I jolt up. How can he wake up so soon?!

"(Y/n). You're in the emergency room, and you should be resting."

"What happened?"

I bite my lower lip. Fresh tears forming in my eyes as I take a shaky breath.

"We-we were on the battle field, and I wasn't paying attention, and then you pushed me out of the way, and the bullet went through you instead of me."

A look of confusion then realization.

"Heh. I remember now. Are you alright? You weren't hurt were you?"

"How-how can you be worried for me when you're the one who got hurt?! How can you worry for someone who got you hurt?! Why?!"

He tries to move his arm but stops when he sees the cords. He purses his lips before talking again.

"We're you the one behind the gun? No. Are we supposed to know 100% where the enemy is? No. Are you aloud to be protected instead of being the protector? Yes. I pushed you out of the way because I love you. I don't think I could've ever lived with myself if I hadn't saved you. I never want to lose you. Besides, isn't that what hero's do?"

He gives me a smile, and I can't help but smile back. Angela's words came to mind as my chest tightens.

"(Y/n). I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. It's just-that-you. You can't move your legs anymore."

I close my eyes waiting for him to yell at me for ruining his life, but he sighs.

"So I'm paralyzed? That's bad. I can Angela or your dad if they could make me prosthetics or something,*sigh* this is unfortunate."

"Ar-aren't you going to yell at me for ruining everything?"

"Well becoming paralyzed isn't all that good, but it's not that bad. I know it's bad but, with Overwatch I could probably get prosthetics to keep me up right."

"You're not going to go back to the front lines?"

He doesn't answer me as I abruptly stand. I look him in the eyes as I clench my fists.

"That's madness!"

"Heh. No, I'll be a trainer for new recruits but I don't think I'd be wise. Another attack like that would kill me. And I'd rather not die before I could ask you on a date."

A bright blush covers my face.

"A-a date?!"

"Yeah, only if you want though."

"YES! I-i mean yes, I'd love to."

(Y/n) chuckles before I see him start to nod off again.

"When I wake up again, please be by my side."

"Don't worry my love. I'm not going anywhere."

I lightly put my hand over his as I sit back down. I don't remember falling asleep but I dreamt of a perfect life with (y/n).