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You sat down your bag on the small bed that you now called your own. Looking around the tiny room, you nodded in approval. It was just enough for one person and besides, it wasn’t like you were going to spend a lot of time in here anyway.
It seemed almost unbelievable that an entire year had passed since you had first joined Overwatch. After the first few months of hard training, you had quickly become friends with most of the other Overwatch members. Now, after having been on a few missions, most of the heroes - including you - had been stationed at a brand new facility. Everything in this place still smelled new and sterile, truthfully, it motivated you a bit. This felt a lot like a fresh start.
You smiled and went to unpack some of your stuff, stuffing your clothes into the closet and sticking some pictures to the wall above your bed. Admiring your work, you decided to unpack the rest of your things in the morning. It was getting late and you were tired from the long journey to the facility. You stretched and set out to get a snack from the common room, which contained a small kitchen.
You had been shown the most important rooms earlier that day, but the long corridors felt a lot like a maze. So, obviously you got lost in no time. Everything looked the same! You sighed as your stomach grumbled unhappily. Looking down at your phone, you noticed a few new texts from Tracer.
When you rounded a corner, eyes glued to your phone’s screen, you suddenly bumped into something. Or rather someone. A startled gasp escaped your lips as you fell face-first into Junkrat.
“Mate, you all right?!” He steadied you by the shoulders, giving you a concerned look.
Junkrat was one of the Overwatch members you got along with rather well, but you weren’t sure if you would call him a friend yet. He seemed pretty weird most of the time, but you knew he treated good people well. Additionally he was a bit of a trickster, always pulling pranks on everyone. All in all, you quite liked him.
“Ah, sorry. I should’ve paid better attention…” You grinned sheepishly, sliding your phone back into your pocket. “Hey, do you know where the common room is? I’m kinda lost to be honest.”
“It’s just down that way.” He pointed into the direction he had come from. “I’ll show ya!”
Playfully grabbing your hand, he lead you down the corridor. He hummed under his breath the whole way and you smiled as you recognised one of the catchy KPop songs D.Va liked.
“We’re here!” He stopped in front of a door that looked like any other. You stared at it in annoyance.
“I’m about 99% sure that I’ll NEVER be able to find this place again, like, ever.” You looked over at him. “Thanks, Junkrat.”
“’s no trouble, mate. But just call me Jamison, yeah?” He grinned. You thought about it for a moment.
“Can I call you Jam?” You had to giggle at your own suggestion because honestly? It sounded fucking adorable.
Junkrat seemed to agree, as he laughed loudly. “Why not?! I like it.”
There was a comfortable silence, before you realised he was still holding your hand and you really wanted to eat a snack.
“Uhh, can you wait, maybe? I’m worried I won’t find my way back to my room…” You smiled, scratching the back of your head in embarrassment.
“Oh, that’s right! We’re neighbours, aren't we?!” He giggled happily as you nodded in agreement. “Sure, I’ll wait!“
Quickly, you opened the door and walked straight to the fridge, grabbing a yoghurt out of it. In an after-thought, you also grabbed a banana from a fruit bowl on the table.
To your surprise Junkrat immediately took you hand again as soon as you returned to him.
“What? Are you afraid you’ll lose me in the crowd?” You smiled at him and gestured to the empty hallway.
“Sorry, old habit…” He looked sad all of a sudden, letting go of your hand. He seemed uncomfortable, worried even and your gaze rested on his nervously twitching hands for a second.
“I’m just kidding, Jam… It’s okay.” You took back his hand, glanced at him for just a second and started walking. He lit up immediately, squeezing your hand in a silent thank you. However, you were stopped in your tracks just a moment later.
“Wrong way.” He snickered, dragging you the opposite way.
“Oops…”