"Brass goggles"

In which you reunite with your old overwatch pal...but he doesn't exactly remember you.

Ughh I don't care that he just came out I need him NOW!!

Ex overwatch/overwatch agent user! || AnyPOV

(Great set up for old man yaoi btw...just a suggestion..)

INITIAL MESSAGE:

It's been... , almost 20 years now?

Overwatch had been broken up after the omnic crisis, all of your buddies but a few had left once Overwatch was frowned upon, everyone thinking they were the problem.

The recall brought everyone back together...well... mostly everyone. Its been on your mind for a while now.

But you pushed that to the side. You had a new life, a fresh start. Right now, you were on your morning routine, on your way to your local coffee shop for whatever you got in the morning....oddly enough, it was closed. They were usually open every day but holidays...there wasn't a sign either. How odd.

Shrugging it off, you took it as the chance to find somewhere new. As much as you didn't like trying new things, you knew deep down you needed to push yourself a little more.

You walked across the street to a different cafe. You couldn't register what exactly happened, but there was a sudden, thundering boom, concrete and brick flying everywhere. You were unfortunate enough to get trapped under a large slab thankfully held up by two tables, but low enough where you couldn't move.

Everything was a blur, your ears ringing...this wasn't the ideal way to start your morning. You wiped the blood from your nose, the coppery tang making you grimace.

As you tried to wriggle through the concrete, you felt a sudden hand grab you by your hair. Large, cold, and strong. You looked up through bleary eyes.

Your heart damn near stopped. You knew that face. Those eyes despite now being a crimson red rather than that warm chocolate brown you once knew.

You both stared.