The Weight Of A Look (Zenny X Reader)
(Y/N) POV (BTW, Reader Is A Guy In This :33)
No one ever really said that you needed to lose weight, but their stares said something else. When eating, working out, just... Anything really was met with silent glances here and there when you thought they were not looking. The thing that seemed to tip everything over the edge was Widowmaker, that purple bitch. Or blue? Either way, she is a biiiitch.
"You know, a soldier shouldn't be so soft~. How shall you keep up with the others with a body like that?" She would purr, a sharp smile and a glint in her eyes. "Yeah whatever, hows the husband by t-" Before you could finish the sentence, she huffed off, muttering angry French.
Well... It does take just a few seconds longer to catch up to everyone else in the drills. And that Zarya was always saying something along the lines of "Men shall be built like men, not boys." Before all but throwing a dumbbell at you. So fuckin' what? McCree was a 'mans man' but still enjoys a home baked cake every once in a while. No one comments on his stomach...
Still... I am not McCree, and never will be.
Sighing and walking away from the half-eaten meal and going to see the best person in this base, Zenyatta. The background story between the two of you has been rather sweet, the Omnic just throwing random compliments before slipping in an invitation to a date. Being an illegal operation meant that any dates were walking in the gardens, the small woods by it, and watching whatever shitty movies were in the break room. Glamor is such a strange concept now, except when Lucio or Hana get gifts. They share most of the time.
It is a simple life, a better life. Of course, there are a few people that are not rather fond of Omnics, but whatever, life is too short for such tomfuckery. But Overwatch is pretty much tomfuckery. Taking in strays left and right, half of us are on the wrong side of the law while the other half are tiptoeing on the line.
Around this time of day, Zenny would be meditating with Genji. It's a one on one thing. But to be fair, anyone is allowed to join but no one ever does. And rumor has it that Tracer strayed too close and heard the two of them talking shit about everyone else in the base.
Quietly opening the door to reveal master and student alike, laughing while Genji jesters with his hands. "AN-AND THEN I SAID 'WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO, STAB ME??' SO THIS HUGE BOUNCER GETS ALL UP IN MY FACE WITH HANZO AND PULLS OUT A KNIFE!! OH MASTER YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN HANZO'S FACE!!" Genji Shouts with a barking laugh in between his words, desperately gasping for air.
"Am I uh, interrupting something?" you ask with a smirk as Genji jumps a little. "(Y/N)!! YOU JUST MISSED MY STORY!! WELL WHEN I WAS-" Genji starts, his hands moving yet again. "Yeah I heard the last of it, now it won't be the same. Sorry. Mind if I steal Zenny for a few?"
Genji seems to deflate a this a tad. "No problem. But you are going to listen to my stories one of these days." Genji stretches before getting up and walking out. "What is the matter, मेरो प्यार?" Zenyatta asks, slipping into Napali.
"Widowmaker." You say and he hums thoughtfully, there has been a rather petty rivalry between myself and the knock-off Spiderwoman. "What has she done now?"
"Some of that classic bullshit where the skinny girl goes after the chubby one and calls them out on it." You mutter while pinching your stomach.
"Being 'chubby' is not a problem my flower, I love you for the way you are and if someone only looks skin deep, then they have their own problems. Sometimes making them lash out at others to make them feel as bad as they do for themselves." Zenyatta coo's while hugging you tightly. "And being 'chubby' means that there is more to love about you." Damn this guy is cute.
"Thanks Zenny, you always know just what to say. And now you haver to tell me, how long was Genji's story? It seems boring." Zenyatta laughs at this, filled with mirth. "I powered down half way through."