Brave Little Soldier Boy (S.76 x Reader)
(Y/N) Pov.
Walking from training and back to my room, I heard the sound of shattering glass. Wait what? Is someone being attacked? I grabbed the dagger that is strapped to my side. If there is more than one, my gun would alert any other threats. Slowly creeping along the wall.... Is someone crying? A broken sob confirmed your thoughts. But the only four rooms down this hall, one is mine, Mercy's, Mei's and 76's. Mercy is probably still patching up Tracer from the last mission, Mei is out with Zarya for the night.... That only leaves one of the 'big buff too strong for emotions' Soldier. This can be bad.
Knocking on his door, all noise stopped. "76?? You in there??" You quietly ask. More silence. "'m coming in." Opening the door, you see 76 on his cot, visor on the night stand and face in his hands. Glass is twinkling happily on the floor, the hallway light makes them look like stars fallen stars, larger shards are still stuck in side of a mirror frame. "My gods 76. What happened?" I whisper. He looked up with wide, sorrow filled eyes. Tear tracks are running down his cheeks, some of them being stopped by the scar divots.
"(Y/N)..." He whispered, barely heard by the blood rushing to your ears. The faint scent of coppery blood wafts to your nose. A small puddle is forming from Soldier 76's hands or... Wrists. Slowly, oh so slowly you sit down next to the Soldier 76. "W-why? Why would anyone want to be around... THIS?!" He suddenly shouted gesturing to his face. "What do you mean? There's nothing wrong with you."
"HA!" He barked out a fake laugh. "Why would anyone want to see these scars? The horror i'v seen in people's eyes! Mothers shying away their kids!! Children coming up to me and asking what type of monster I am!! Why would.... why would anyone fall in love with this?" 76 threw something against the wall. It shattered instantly. More glass joined the galaxy on the floor. "The scars? We all have them. And love doesn't come from looks, but personality. My scars, your scars, or- or what about Reinhardt? He shows his with pride. And don't try to hide them, they show that you've been through shit and beat it." I huffed out.
I was pulled into a sudden hug. And NO, i didn't yelp. "... Thank you (Y/N). Not sure why you would want to stay by this old war dog though." He laughed, hot tears are slowly seeping into my (F/C) shirt. "Not sure why you would think I would want to leave. Besides, none of you scars could make me love you less."
As the two spent the night together, (Y/N) Didn't notice the picture frame that was thrown against the wall, showing a scar-less Soldier. Or perhaps the note hidden in the frame.
“Stay safe my handsome boy!!”