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You’d been Gabriel Reyes’ girlfriend since the two of you met through the Soldier Enhancement Program, and hit it off immediately. Through thick and thin, hardships and struggles, the both of you stuck together, and with the help of other friends like Jack Morrison and Ana Amari, managed to defeat the Omnics and officially close the First Omnic Crisis.
You had worked so hard, been through so much together, and at this point, you two were practically married.
Now it was time to celebrate.
The party was in full swing. Streamers and confetti rained from above at random intervals, and a huge banner was hung from the ceiling, stating, “The Crisis Is Over” in messy, rushed handwriting. People were walking around the room, greeting various people and embracing them, while you sat at the bar alone, slowly nursing a margarita.
After the hasty, mandatory, and rather stuffy ceremony to officially announce the end of the Omnic Crisis, someone had hastily arranged a party at Gibraltar. Music was blaring, holographic screens were showing news coverage from all over the world of jubilant celebration… You could practically hear the world shaking with joyful relief as the chatter of people and a synth beat pulsed through the room.
You were so buzzed, and it wasn’t even the alcohol. You bounced your leg up and down incessantly, the bass making your pulse jump. People came by, some thanking you for your service, some pulling you into a drunken hug, and some just chatting like normal, although significantly more high-spiritedly.
“Ay, mami.” A very familiar voice whispered into your ear, your supersoldier senses zeroing in on the hot breath fanning over your skin and the deep baritone of your lover’s voice.
A shiver went down your spine and a shot of warmth travelled straight between your thighs. Even after all these years, his voice still made you feel some type of way.
You swiveled in your stool to see the love of your life standing before you, looking as hot as ever with his official uniform on. Badges and medals were scattered around his shoulders, with a new pin catching your eye. You had that exact same pin on your jacket right now.
You grinned, sliding on your stool to be able to reach his ear. “Ay, papi,” You whispered back, putting your arms around his neck.
He leaned forward, enveloping you in a sweet kiss that made your knees weak. Your hand tangled in his hair, tugging at the soft strands, and he growled, pulling you closer.
You finally broke apart to take a breath, still staring into each other’s eyes. Your hands are on his cheeks and he has his arms locked around your waist.
“Has the mighty Overwatch Strike Commander finally decided to grace me with his presence?” You teased lightly.
“Looks like he has,” Gabriel replied, ruffling your hair, a genuine grin on his face that made him look a decade younger.
Your heart swelled in your chest. “Well, consider me honoured.”
“Am I interrupting anything?”
You both looked up to see Jack standing there awkwardly, a strange expression on his face.
“Jack!” You exclaimed, removing yourself from Gabriel’s embrace and tackling him in a hug. “How are you?”
Jack chuckled. “You just saw me an hour ago,” he said.
He was warm, and he smelt like tequila.
Looking up at him, you noted that his weird expression was long gone.
Huh. Must’ve just been your brain just playing tricks on you.
Pulling away from him, you smiled. “So what are you doing here? Go party it up! Wouldn’t want you to third-wheel with us,” You joked playfully.
The weird look was back. “Just came to say hi. Wouldn’t want to disrespect my senior officer, right?” He said, looking pointedly at Gabriel. His tone was light, but it came out rather forced.
You gave him a weird look of your own, but before you could say anything, Gabriel slipped a hand around your waist.
“Forget about all that stuff, Jack. We’re still friends before colleagues. You don’t need to feel the need to greet me formally every time we see each other. Besides, it’s over. Go celebrate.” He nuzzled his face into your neck. “Mhm — excuse us.”
You giggled, letting Gabriel whisk you away. “Bye, Jack!” You called to your fellow soldier as your boyfriend swept you away.
“Gotta get you back to my room so I can fucking devour you, cariño,” He muttered hotly in your ear, sending a shot of warmth between your thighs.
You giggle. “Oh, is that a promise?”
He groaned, grabbing your ass and squeezing it, making you moan softly. “C’mon, amorcita, by the time I’m done with you, the whole base will know you belong to me.”