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Anonymous asked: Hi can I get uhhhhhhh blackwatch Genji with a s/o who has hella anger issues thanks in advance

One 24-hour interval (Reader x Blackwatch!Genji)

a/n: sadgal writes

Originally posted by andyacklesspn

You didn't know where these feelings come from.

A burning, bubbling, viscous gummy anger that rose within you sometimes. It just happened. You'd hear something you didn't similar, see something you didn't similar, felt something you didn't like. You were getting better, slowly getting meliorate, but it was always there.

Why didn't people understand? Talking didn't e'er aid. Keeping busying didn't assist as much every bit it hindered. Counting just made you frustrated. Reyes liked to go you to plow that anger outward during missions—it helped at times, but when information technology was repose, when you lot couldn't direct that fury anywhere it just turned acrid and focussed inward. Into yous. Similar a blunt object slowly burying into your psyche that yous wanted to dig out.

It was especially bad today. You stalked your room, back and forth, dorsum and forth, so mad. So upset. The sticky black angerhatredtoxicity just slipped through your fingers when y'all wanted to push it back. Button it back. Bury it. Bury it.

You all of a sudden picked up a nearby glass and hurled information technology at the wall. Y'all but wanted to run across something intermission. You wanted that loud burst of noise to hunt back the smokey thoughts in your head. Bad. This was getting bad. Y'all wanted to toss everything in your room. Kick and scream. Break the most expensive thing you could find.

Earlier you do anything, the door to your room opened and your shadow was there—Genji. You ii were closer than—closer. You couldn't say you lot were together because the angry part of you lot took upwardly too much space for you to accept that intimacy that both of yous likely craved. He was your shadow because he was always at that place and more than anyone he knew of that directionless hatred in you.

"It's bad." Your hands were shaking. "Genji—"

Something about how Genji looked calmed you down the smallest fleck. His scars, his burning eyes, the chaotic mess of his cybernetics. Cute, broken—just like whatsoever was in you. You watched him every mean solar day, improving bit past bit and information technology gave you hope. Possibly you could amend bit by bit too, but right now? Right now yous just wanted the inky poison to terminate spreading.

You had never spoken most your past, but Genji could always see how information technology was consuming you lot from the inside out in moments like this. He caught your wrist in a firm grip. "Come." Y'all always resisted slightly, but it was more that y'all were in the mental country of wanting to fight everything.

So you lot'd fight—he'd give you something to fight. Your room was close to the preparation room for this specific reason. You were allowed access at whatever time, but there were times you just couldn't get yourself at that place. Times similar this, where you'd need Genji'due south help.

Genji very almost shoved you into the room, making you stumble. It fabricated the anger in yous reach a humid point, and then you snarled at him. The cyborg only locked the preparation room and circled you. Slowly, he reached for the sword at his back. Y'all realised he was cornering yous so you would fight. He was giving you a target.

It didn't matter how expert you were, Genji was purpose built to be faster and stronger, so when yous launched yourself at him with reckless abandon he dodged easily. At first he permit you strike still y'all wanted to without fighting back, but when he could run into that you were showtime to call back about your attacks, Genji began to retaliate.

He was never gentle with y'all in moments similar this considering that wasn't what yous needed. The ninja's blows just felt like stings with your adrenaline and anger muting the physical pain. Without really thinking about information technology, as fourth dimension passed while you exchanged blows, you tempered your anger into precise attacks and unwavering focus. Genji supposed this is what Reyes had seen in you lot when he offered you a position with Blackwatch.

Eventually, yous became weak enough for Genji to wave abroad one of your blows. Suddenly everything ached. Yous looked at your shaking hands. The acrimony in y'all was silent. No ringing in your ears. The only ruby you saw was from the small drops of claret leaking from the small cuts that littered your skin.

Quiet. It was serenity. Your shoulders slumped and you exhaled.

Genji chop-chop sheathed his sword and dashed forward to catch yous as y'all fell. Everything ached, but it was good. Satisfying. You gripped Genji'south shoudler's with what little strength you had left in your easily and rested your caput on his chest. "Sorry…" The humming of his prostetics was soothing rather than irritating.

You could feel Genji cautiously run his fingers through your sweaty hair, but he became more confident when he realised you lot would accept his touch. "Practise non be." His vox was depression, gentle. The ninja tried to get you lot to stand up on your own again, but you just couldn't do information technology. "Perhaps I pushed y'all too hard this time—"

"No. It was bad. I needed this." Y'all winced as your legs wouldn't quite obey your second effort at continuing on your own. "Ugh. Tin y'all throw me into my room or something. Thanks." Your vocalisation was slightly deadened by his chest.

Silently, Genji gently lifted you up off your failing feet and carried yous conjugal mode out of the training room, back into your room. Without the expanding filth in you taking up space in your heart, there was room for warmer feelings to filter in. They would never stay since your anger ever came back to chase them out—it was probably the same for Genji—but in that moment, being in Genji'southward artillery while things were silent in your head—

It was perfect.

You were placed gently on your bed, not thrown into your room as you requested. Genji straightened as yous settled and he lowered his head in a slight bow. "Rest well." He turned to leave, but then hesitated. Slowly, he turned to face you again, taking one of your hands in his and leaned down to press it against his mask in the act of a buss. He wanted to say more than, say that he felt the same even though yous already knew—

"We take time, Genji." Y'all offered a smile and gave his hand a squeeze. "We tin can take our time." Things weren't right now. He was broken, you were broken and neither of you would heal unless you gave everything to yourselves. You took your hand out of his and gently brushed the skin of his shoulder so he could feel it.

Genji lifted your paw to give it ane last appreciating press against his mask. "I volition tell the commander to requite you some time to rest." He gently lowered your hand dorsum onto the bed and left. You were likely well on your way to slumber equally the door slid shut behind him.

One twenty-four hour period the two of you would have the space to be together.

I day.

If you want to make it happen, nothing'southward incommunicable
All you lot gotta do is say the word, the walls will crumble

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