Twins
Fandom: Overwatch
Pairing: Jesse McCree X Reader
Warnings: Abusive ex boyfriend, violence, semi-smut?
Words: 2248
Summary: After seeing Jesse McCree again after 11 years, some secrets are revealed.
It was weird, being back here at Overwatch headquarters many years later with my old colleagues. The HQ was the same, nothing much had really changed besides it being cleaned up a tad bit since the previous time I was here all those years ago. Most of the members hadn’t changed much too, besides me of course but I guess having two kids would do that to a girl. Speaking of those too little rascals, my mind began to wander slightly wondering how the two twins were doing hanging out with Hana, most likely playing video games. I had left Jacob and Jessica with Hana to do whatever they pleased as Hana had decided against going to the reunion party, favouring to stream for her fans.
“Y/F/N, I haven’t heard that name in years.” A thick southern accent sounded from behind me.
Oh shit.
“Jesse.” I said, forcing a smile as I turned to face him.
“Always wondered where you’d headed off to, darling.” He smiled back, his also forced as he placed emphasis on the term darling.
Of course, I expected this reaction. I had completely abandoned him eleven years ago.
Panicked, I paced frantically back and forth across the tiled floor of my bathroom, my bare toes occasionally brushing the blue rug in mine and Mccree’s shared bathroom.
“Shit, shit, shit.” I mumbled, tugging at my hair in an attempt to release some of the panic.
Obviously, it didn’t work.
My eyes looked up from the ground to the sink, spotting the positive pregnancy test placed on top of it which began to stress me out further.
The one time me and Jesse had gotten drunk and had some ‘fun’ this had to happen. The one time.
My brain, clouded with panic, immediately went to the one idea that I probably shouldn’t have done.
Run away.
So, I did.
I headed to the commander’s office, explaining the issue and how I wanted to do what was best for me and my soon to be born baby. He understood, allowing me to leave but not before agreeing to not mention it to anybody, not even my boyfriend. And that was the last I ever saw of Jesse Mccree, until today…
“Well, you know…” I gulped, eyes looking anywhere except his pleading ones. “Duty calls.” I shrugged.
He gave me a fake nod along with a smile.
Despite the eleven years away from him, my feelings hadn’t faded one bit. He was still the handsome cowboy I fell in love with when I was young and probably would always be in love with but, after I did what I did, I didn’t expect him to feel the same.
“How have you been?” He asked politely, making me loosen up a little.
Maybe he isn’t as angry now. It must have been a shock seeing me.
“I’ve been okay.” I smiled slightly, “How have you been Jess?” I asked, the nickname slipping so casually off my tongue, not feeling foreign at all making both our eyes widen.
“I-I’ve been okay too.” He stuttered, pink darting up onto his cheeks.
“Good, good.” I said, looking towards my purse as my phone began to ring.
“Excuse me,” I excused myself, the clicking of my heels sounding behind me as I headed outside of the venue, still feelings his eyes on me.
“Hey, Hana. What’s up?” I answered upon seeing her caller ID.
“Hey! Jessica and Jacob fell asleep, do you want me to bring them to your room when you’re back?” She asked.
“I’m on my way back now, I’ll pick them up don’t worry.”
“Okay! See you soon.” And that was the last thing I heard before she hung up.
A smile on my lips, I headed to Hana’s room to pick up Jessica and Jacob.
~
With the two brown-haired twins fast asleep in their room, I headed to sit in my bed and watch some television.
I was about halfway through some random show when a quiet knock on the door caught my attention. My eyes darted to the clock, reading the numbers 1:14.
Who on earth could be knocking on my door at this time? Better yet, why?
I checked on the twins quickly before opening the door to a drunken Mccree.
“Jesse?” I asked, eyes wide.
“Heya, darling.” He grinned, making my heart warm.
“You’re drunk.” I stated, stepping out into the hallway, closing the door behind me so that we wouldn’t wake Jacob or Jessica up.
“And you’re beautiful, no matter how much you’ve grown.” He slurred, wrapping his arms tightly around me. “I’ve missed you, darling.” He hugged me as I felt wetness on my back.
Is he… crying?
“You don’t mean that, Jess… You’re just drunk.” I sighed, prying his hands off of me, much to both our dismay.
“Mummy?” Jessica’s quiet voice whispered behind us as she opened the door, her white bunny in hand.
Once again, both Jesse’s and my eyes widened, McCree suddenly sobering up.
“W-Who’s this?” He asked, eyes still wide.
“This is Jessica.” I said, eyes fixated of Jessica as her hand slipped into my own.
“Who’s this, mummy?” She yawned.
“Nobody, sweetheart. Go back to bed.” She smiled as I patted her hair, just as Jacob walked into the hallway.
“C’mon, Jess. Mum said back to bed.” He smiled, taking Jessica’s hand from mine and pulling her back into the room.
“Are they-” He began, before I cut him off.
“Look, Jess. We’ll talk tomorrow if you still want too. Just, go sober up and get some sleep. I don’t want to have this conversation when you’ve been drinking.” A sigh escaped my lips while he nodded, turning to walk down the hall without a word.
Jesse…
~
The entirety of the following day was spent wondering whether or not Jesse would still want to talk to me today. I had a feeling that he would, but I wasn’t certain. I had completely abandoned him, after all.
Despite not knowing, I asked Hana to look after the two siblings for the night, not knowing when/if he would show and I didn’t want to wake them if they were sleeping.
It was around 9pm when as quiet knock came from my door which I hesitantly answered, seeing a red eyed McCree outside.
“Can I- Can I come in?” He asked, at which I nodded, widening the door to allow him to enter.
We took a seat on the blue couch that was tucked away in a corner, our knees pressed together making my heart race at the contact.
“Look, I’m just going to be blunt here,” he started, making me nervous, “are they mine?”
I looked to the ground, avoiding his gaze as I nodded.
“Is that why you left?” He asked quietly, hand grabbing my cheek as he asked me to look at him.
I gave another nod.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I was scared.” I mumbled, tears welling up in my eyes.
His puppy dog eyes softened at the sight of me crying.
“Don’t cry, darling. C’mere.” Jesse sighed, pulling me into a tight hug as I sobbed into the crook of his neck.
“I missed you.” I cried, gripping him tightly as if it would be the last time I could ever hold him because, in my mind, it could be.
“Me too, sweetpea. Me too.” He said, pulling away to wipe my tears.
“I-I’m sorry.” I blubbered, feeling oddly ridiculous but also nice that I could get this off of my chest which is something I’ve wanted since I left.
To get rid of the guilt.
“Shh, it’s okay.”
~
It took a while for me to calm down, but with his touch and comforting words, I did.
Now we were sat here in silence, both of us not knowing what to say. I was avoiding all eye contact, feeling incredibly weak for crying in front of him.
“Darling,” McCree whispered, placing his hand on my cheek, “look at me.” He smiled, lifting my face to meet his eyes.
We stared at each other for a second, before his lips crashed against mine as he pushed me to lay down on the couch, his arms holding him above my body while he kissed me, a feeling I loved each time.
“Fuck, darling. I love you.” He groaned into the kiss as his lips made their way down to my neck.
“Me too, Jess.” I moaned as he kissed me, occasionally sucking to leave marks.
His hands moved down to my t-shirt making my eyes widen.
“J-Jess, I can’t. I’m sorry.” I stuttered, gently grabbing his hand.
He immediately stopped, sitting up, pulling me with him.
“Hey, hey. It’s okay, darling.” He smiled; hands placed reassuringly on my shoulders. “Don’t worry about it, okay?”
All I could do is nod.
~
“I’ll see you again, right?” He asked as we stood outside my door.
“Of course, Jess.” I smiled, leaning up to kiss him.
“Good.” He grinned, kissing me again before leaving.
As I closed the door behind me, I leant against it with a wide smile which was soon dropped when I read the text on my phone.
Unknown Number: Glad someone is happy.
~
Panic clouded my room as I paced around the bathroom, just like all those years ago.
Don’t run, don’t run, don’t run.
“It’s okay, Y/N. He can’t hurt you anymore. He has no hold on you.”
But that damned message kept running through my head.
Was he watching?
Is he going to hurt the twins?
Or Jess?
Or me?
“Nono, I can do this. I can look after them.” I spoke into the mirror, staring at my reflection before raising my fist and hitting it, the glass shard shattering all over the floor, some in my hand.
~
“Mummy!” Jacobs voice shrieked as he walked into the room to see me unsuccessfully attempting to patch my own hand. “What happened?”
“Just an accident, J. Don’t worry.” I smiled, groaning as I failed again.
“You should go see Angela, Y/N.” Hana said, giving me a sympathetic look as she entered the room with Jessica.
I gave her a quick nod, heading to go see Angela who would definitely lecture me.
~
Once I was all patched up, I headed back to my room.
Hana had agreed to look after the twins again so I could take a moment to collect myself, but they’d be returning soon. The second I opened the door, I was pinned against it?
“Who said you could be happy without me, huh?” A demanding voice yelled, hand hitting the wall beside me making me flinch.
Looking up, I spotted him.
My ex.
Not by choice, but an ex nonetheless.
“I’m not yours anymore, Damien. In fact, I never was.” I spat in his face making him snarl, hands harshly gripping my wrists, pinning them above me.
He put my wrists in one hand, his other hand lifting my shirt to reveal multiple cigarette burns which Damien had inflicted on me for the greater good; the greater good being the protection of my children.
“So, he’s the dad, huh? The cowboy?” He chuckled darkly, placing a hard slap across my cheek which I knew would leave a mark, if it hadn’t already.
“Let go of me.” I demanded, doing my best to make me voice remain monotone to hide the fear and panic I was feeling currently.
“No.”
“I think the pretty lady asked you to let her go, buddy.”
Both our gazes darted towards the door where Jesse stood with our kids.
“What you gonna do if I don’t, cowboy?” Damien smirked which soon disappeared the second Jess pulled out his peacekeeper.
“Well you see,” He said, spinning it around his finger. “I do happen to know how to use this. Not only that, but I’m pretty sure I’d get away with it because it is technically protecting my girl.”
While Damien was distracted, I took the chance to knee him where it hurts, making him groan and kneel down giving me time to punch him across the face.
“Never and I mean never touch me again.” I spat, stepping over his body which was now curled up on the floor as I headed towards my family.
“You okay, darling?” Jesse asked, stroking my hair while Jessica and Jacob hugged me tightly.
“I’m fine, Jess. Thank you for coming.” I smiled, blushing slightly.
“Anytime, sweetpea.” He winked, walking over to Damien to give him a harsh kick to the face making Jacob and Jessica giggle as they did the same.
“C’mon, lets leave this loser.” Jess smiled at me, taking the hands of the twins but not before giving me a peck on the cheek.
~
In the end, both Jessica and Jacob were told about Jesse and I; not to the full extent but to the point they knew enough and they loved him. I think it may have partly been for the fact that he had potentially saved my life, but it could also be how lovely he is to them and me.
~
“Hey, darling.” Jess’s voice called from the other room.
I quickly walked there. Jacob and Jessica were with Hana and Lucio so it was just the two of us together in our room.
“I never did get the chance to ask you this before everything happened but…”
I watched him get down on one knee.
“Will you marry me?”