#genji x gn!reader

[gotafewtricks]

Imagine getting a knock at your window in the dead of night. You should be sleeping, considering you had a rather busy day scheduled ahead of you. Nevertheless, you were busy working on a birthday gift for none-other than the ninja himself, Genji Shimada. It was technically the 28th, considering it was 12AM.

You knew better than to think that it was anything different from the boy, considering you didn't know what or who else could be up there. As you walked over to roll your eyes at the boy who had to scale the nearby tree to reach such a height, and for him to ever-so "innocently" wave at you with a hand behind his back; you knew what you were getting yourself into.

As you helped him open it up, he stepped inside and paid his greetings to you. "Genji, how are you not dead?"

He was expecting that type of interjection from you. As he laughed it off, he them brought the hand that was behind him now in front—showing off a box. "We don't need to talk about that. I'm excited to share something with you."

As you eyed the box, you told him to go place ir down by your nightstand. The light that was being emitted by your lamp formed a nice mood in the ambience, as the atmosphere felt just right. There was nothing else to interrupt the two of you, you thought, as you went over to your bed to sit. You patted the seat next to you, and he followed.

"And...?" You questioned him, wondering what may be the thing on his mind.

"I didn't get yelled at by my father all day. I've been on my best behaviour."

You nudged him with your elbow. "Then, what's that then?"

You were referencing the box. Considering he loves to snag food from his family, leeching off of the clan in a way, you knew that from the stains at the bottom; there must be something in there. He must've stolen something, so obviously, he hasn't been all-too goody two-shoes.

"Ah... we also don't talk about it." He laughs. "Actually, no, we do. They're for you."

It was an assortment of sweets that you liked; from his memory. You were confused. It was such a nice gesture from him, and he was looking at you expectantly. Not waiting for a "Thank you, Genji!" or anything of that nature—just wanting to see you enjoy it.

"It's... your birthday."

He then elaborated. "That's the point. My gift is to see you happy."

[gaycragula]

could we get a genji x injured!reader? like they are on a mission and the reader gets hurt. angst or fluff, whatever you want to do! Tysm!

I'm Okay

Pairing: Genji x Injured GN Reader Warnings: Mentions of injuries and blood, passing out. I don't know if I could call this angst but ?? It's mostly fluff Word Count: 597

You knew you’d been shot. You felt it hit you, tear through your skin. It sent waves of pain through you and you couldn’t determine where you’d been hit, nor could you tell if you’d been hit more than once. 

You must’ve cried out when you were hit because after you stumbled, arms helped stabilize you. Before you could register what was happening and who was holding you, you were being dragged through debris. You could hear someone speaking to you, though their words were jumbled and you couldn’t make much from them. 

It was at that moment that you realized you were losing a lot of blood. You pressed your fist against your abdomen, trying to apply pressure as best you could. 

Blood seeped around your fist, surely staining your shirt. A rock caught under your foot and you lurched forward. The ground came at you and you were going to let it happen. Maybe the person helping you would leave you to die. 

The ground never came. Arms pulled you back upright and it was at that moment that you felt the cold metal of someone familiar. He whispered something to you, something you couldn’t pick up. Not with the ringing in your ears and the throbbing of your head. 

You tried to speak, managing Genji’s name before the rest of your sentence fell into a slurred and jumbled mess. Genji shushed you, you could make that out, before he started walking with you again, presumably looking for Mercy so she could help you. 

You remember hearing Genji shout before the ground met you and you passed out. 

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A bright light shone through your eyelids. It startled you awake and you groaned, attempting to roll away from the light to go back to sleep. A cold hand came in contact with your shoulder and you groaned, mumbling under your breath as you turned toward the contact. 

You sat up, wincing at the slight pain that shot through your abdomen. You ran your hand over your stomach and felt bandages wrapping around your midsection. 

The hand on your shoulder moved to your hand, fingers intertwining with yours. You rubbed your eyes with your free hand before opening and taking in the room you were in. 

Surprisingly, you were in your own room. The curtains were pulled open, the sun glaring into your room, providing the light that woke you. 

The hand holding yours tugged gently and you almost laughed at the impatience. You squeezed his hand, turning to look at Genji. You could’ve sworn you saw him relax and heard a relieved sigh come from him. 

He brought your hand up to where his lips would be, pressing the metal against the back of your hand in semblance of a kiss. You returned the gesture, bringing his hand up to your lips to press a soft kiss to the metal. 

“You’re okay?” His voice brought a wave of gratitude over you and you smiled, pressing another kiss to his hand. 

“I’m okay, I promise,” you reassure. 

You felt a vent of warm air blow over you before the cyber ninja stood up, letting go of your hand in the process. Genji pressed his face to the crown of your head before reaching for a tray you hadn’t noticed was there. 

“I’m sure you’re hungry.” You could hear a little hint of joy lacing his voice. Some of your favorite snacks were laid out on the tray and you couldn’t help but grin, nodding to him and scooting over to let him join you on the bed. 

[gotafewtricks]

Imagine listening to Genji ramble on and on, as you ravished in his musings and thoughts on so, so many topics. You were awestruck by how much he had to express with the world, to express with you. His cadence and composure to his voice made you feel many, many emotions—ranging from the excited thoughts racing throughout your head, to you blanking out; lost in your own daydreams.

Whenever he was right there. He was talking to you, and you didn't even get to hear him—but you knew that he was prompting a question before you.

"Ah..." you'd pause, trying to say what would come to mind—to make it seem as if you were paying attention, and not too-easily absorbed in your fantasies. "I agree, actually. What you were saying was what I thought, too."

Genji could just see the lie in your eyes, but he'd snicker to himself, shaking his head in amusement. You were staring at him, so wide-eyed, he was almost concerned in your health at such a moment—since you seemed to be thinking very, very hard on different matters. The ninja was talking about his favourite activities and foods back in Hanamura—he was heavily doubting you came from the exact same background as him, with the exact same preferences in cuisine and scheduling.

"Glad we are on the same page." Genji would then play along, knowing the true essence behind your reply. Not that he minded, although.