Simple Beginnings
Rev x reader
hey im back for now
actually found some inspiration
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-There is usually only two things on Revenant’s mind: murder and revenge.
-He only thinks, craves, and fights for blood.
-He is out for Hammond Robotics; it is his mission to corrupt their whole system and seek the revenge he rightfully deserves.
-But lately, other things have been distracting him from his plans.
-And by ‘other things’, he means you.
-Ever since you joined the games, there had been something about you that had caught his eye.
-Whether it was your small, defenseless form or the way you pridefully carried yourself, having all the confidence in the world despite your size, there was something that drew him to you.
-Of course, at first he had kept to himself, and you hadn’t approached him in any way, instead sticking to that birdie Valkyrie.
-But you had caught him staring once or twice, to which he responded by clearing his throat or casually looking the other way to not draw suspicion.
-As the time went on, you had ended up on his team multiple times, to which he would treat you outwardly about the same as he would anyone else.
-But you did notice over time how he tended to drop good loot and ammo that you needed in your path.
-This was, of course, intentional, but you didn’t know that.
-It confused you that the murder bot himself was being nice to you in his own way, but you truly didn’t think much of it.
-Well, not until the one night at the bar that changed everything.
-It had been any regular Friday, you chilling at the bar after a game, grabbing a drink with your fellow Legends.
-The group started slow, but after a few rounds had been passed around, people began to disperse.
-Fuse and Bloodhound were the first to sneak off somewhere, and then Mirage disappeared after the clones that he had set to attend the bar began to act up.
-Octane had ran off to a bathroom to hurl up his 17 shots, leaving you and the couple making out beside you, consisting of Loba and Valkyrie.
-You rolled your eyes at this, walking over to the bar and taking a seat on a barstool.
-Your vision was wobbly and your senses were all mixed up, so you hadn’t realized that you had sat next to someone.
-Revenant watched as you plopped down, tipsy and obviously slightly out of it.
-He had watched you get drunk; in fact, he had watched your group tucked into the corner of the bar all night getting drunk.
-As much as he ached to get closer to you, to at least try to get to know more about you, there was absolutely no way he was going to even go as far as to approach the other Legends.
-It was just in his stubborn nature.
-Looking down at you, he finished off his beer before slamming the glass down onto the counter.
-You looked up, jostled by the loud noise, and towering over you was none other than Revenant himself.
-At first, his eyes scared you; the two beady yellow LEDs burned into you.
-But after a moment, you felt yourself warm to them.
-Your intoxicated brain knew you were at least in his favor, as he dropped little hints sometimes within the games to lead to such a conclusion.
-Without thinking, you leaned into him, wrapping his torso in a bear hug.
-Revenant’s eyes widened in shock, what were you doing?
-He knew you were drunk, but drunk enough to hug a blood-thirsty assassin robot?
-Despite his mechanics speeding up at the sudden arousal within him, he didn’t dare move, too afraid of injuring your fragile form.
-You mumbled incomprehensive words into his middle-section before reaching up and groping for his large claw.
-Upon finding it, you tugged at it until he let you take it and place it on your back.
-You then did the same with the other, making him hug you back.
-He still didn’t move, slightly awed by how cute you were being, whether you realized it or not.
-He did look around, however, and after realizing the bar was pretty much empty, he let himself relax a little into your touch.
-The two of you sat there for what seemed like hours, your thoughts blank, his running faster than Octane on stim could accomplish.
-This was soft for him, but he also secretly liked the attention.
-And it wasn’t the same attention he got when he was killeader in the games or won as the Champion squad.
-This attention was a loving one, one that he hadn’t experienced in centuries.
-You had always seemed to catch his attention, so he wanted this...right?
-Yes, he did.
-Coming to his decision, he quickly withdrew himself from you, careful not to nick you with any part of his arms or hands.
-You let out a whine, obviously upset by this, but squeaked as he picked you up bridal style.
-You would be coming home with him, but not for sex or anything of that sort, just to cuddle and be with him.
-You had tempted him, and he had taken the bait.
-You grasped around his neck, clinging to him for dear life as he turned and began walking towards the exit of the bar.
-You looked into his face, confused and tired from your drunken state.
-He looked back down at you, reading your overall puzzled expression.
-Although he couldn’t reach up to comfort you, he stretched his head down to nuzzle you in the side of the neck.
-Heat rose into your cheek as he did this, and you returned it by smooshing your face into his; it wasn’t the same, but he appreciated the effort you put to replicate comfort for him.
-He pushed out the swinging doors of the bar, taking in your scent, comforting you, and feeling like the luckiest simulacrum alive.
