Tf2? As in all mercs? Cause if so could you write a Scout x Reader where you meet his mom?
YES OH MY GOD YES, and ofc all mercs, they're all hot 😋 also, just a little notice, all fics will be gender neutral unless specified, if you wanted something else, I'm sorry 🥺
You and Jeremey had been dating for a while now. It had started when you joined, and he had found an interest in you. You were a bit different than the rest of the guys on RED.
Not to mention you were his age, unlike the rest of the mercs, who were in their 30s to 40s. Someone he could relate to.
First person to notice your relationship was Spy. He noticed everything, of course he did, his job called for it. He pulled you aside one day and started interrogating you.
You thought it was really weird because why in the world did Spy of all people care if you were dating Jeremy? You were just as oblivious as Scout was when it came to Spy's fatherly habits.
You had managed to get Spy off of your back, finally, and things went decently smooth. Yes, fighting took a bit of time out of your days, and you mainly only had nights to spend with each other, but it was enough, all things considered.
He'd pass by you during battle to give you compliments, hell, he'd even share a medkit with you on the rare occasions he wasn't hogging them all to himself.
It was one night in particular that you lay on his chest, his hand in your hair, both of you sitting in complete silence. Out of nowhere he says, "I want you to meet my Ma..."
You look up from his chest. "Yeah?"
He nods. "She'd like you."
You smile. "I think I'd like her, too."
Weeks pass. The weekend that he had planned to go out to see Ms. Willis was coming up. You were excited. But you were also nervous.
What if you weren't what she wanted her son to be with? What if you weren't good enough to her standard? According to Jeremy, all of his brothers were already married, and some even had kids. What if you didn't meet the demographic?
You both fly out there, with your paycheck, not his, since he doesn't get paid enough, and he can tell the entire plan ride you're nervous just by how fidgety you are.
He swears up and down his Ma is gonna love you, and you so desperately want to believe him.
You finally land, and after renting a car, you pull up to his Ma's address. He walks with you hand in hand up the driveway, before knocking on the door.
Your stomach does backflips, and for a minute you think you're actually going to be sick. But the woman that opens the door greets you with such a large smile, the minute your eyes lay on her your fear seems to dissipate.
She hugs her son, giving him a kiss on the cheek, before turning to you, bright eyes, huge smile, and squeezes you so hard you think your lungs are going to collapse, pressing a big ol' kiss to your cheek as well.
"So this is my boy's favorite person?" She croons, her sweet eyes never leaving your face. "Come in! Get comfortable, I'll start dinner."
You step inside and immediately feel at home. Jeremy sits you on the couch giving you the biggest grin ever. "See? She loves ya."
You look around the house, seeing the multiple family pictures of boys of multiple ages hung on the walls. Her other sons, you assumed. Some have wedding photos, one of which Jeremy is in, dressed in a suit.
"Never took you to be a suit kinda guy, Jer."
He laughs a bit, scratching the back of his neck. "Neither did I."
Once dinner is done, Ms. Willis starts making your plates, setting each one down at the table, then beckoning you both to sit.
You all eat while she and Jeremy tell stories of his childhood. You laugh and share stories of your own.
It was nice. So much nicer than you thought it would be.
It gets later, and she shows you the guest bedroom, which was what used to be Jeremy's room before he moved out to work at RED.
She lets the both of you go, not before giving the both of you kisses on the cheek again, telling you both goodnight.
Morning rolls around and you wake up to breakfast. You both get out of bed, and head downstairs to see Ms. Willis in front of the stove. She was the sweetest damn woman on Earth, her.
She gives you both a grin. "Good morning. You two take a seat, it's almost done."
She was spoiling you at this point.
The day is filled with Jeremy showing you around Boston, all the places he used to hang out as a kid, the school he went to, all of it.
You come back after dark for dinner, and have a family movie night afterwards. Scout falls asleep on his mother's shoulder, and you, on his lap.
The last day of your weekend off, you wake up to breakfast once again. You and Jeremy had walked up to bed in the middle of the night. He was currently still sleeping.
Ms. Willis glances your way, still cooking. "You know he loves you, right?"
You nod. "Yes ma'am. And I love him."
She smiles. "He doesn't love lightly, either."
You look down. "I... I figured that. With how he acts."
She sighs before turning away from the stove. "Please, be gentle with my boy. Don't go breaking his heart."
You meet her eyes. This woman knew how hard it was for her son to have an absent father. He never got the love that he deserved when he was younger, and she just wanted that for him now.
"I won't. I swear."
She smiles just a bit, small tears welling in her eyes. "You take care of him for me, 'kay?"
"O-Of course."
She quickly turns the fire off, plating the last bit of eggs on the pan, before stepping forward. She cups your face in her hands. "I hope you know I welcome you into my family with open arms. You ever need anything, and I mean anything, don't you hesitate to ask."
"Yes ma'am."
She presses a big kiss to your forehead. "Good." She releases you with a smile. "Go wake Jeremy up for me, please."
You nod, running upstairs, warmth swelling in your chest from your talk. You had found a family. A loving one.
Dating Jeremy had to be one of the best things you could've ever done.
It turns the afternoon quicker than any of you wanted it to, and you and Scout pack your things, getting ready to leave for the airport.
Jeremy's hauled the luggage into the trunk, and had come back to say goodbye.
Ms. Willis peppers his face with kisses, giving him a tight squeeze, before giving you an even tighter one. You squeeze back wholeheartedly. You were gonna miss this woman.
You both wave and get into the car. She waves back as you pull out of the driveway.
"So... thoughts?" He asks, turning to you.
"...Can she be my mom too?"