Play date, or like that

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"Took 'em long enough..." Cassidy lounged in his chair, boots propped up on the table as he listened to the others discuss the outcome of Ana and Reinhardt's date. His hat had been pulled low over his face shading his eyes. Maybe a good drink and cigar would've helped to relax even more.

Cassidy had been genuinely happy when he'd heard about the date Juno and Wuyang had arranged for Ana and Reinhardt. He'd noticed their connection for years. There had always been something between them that went beyond simply being close teammates. Ana had been a wonderful mentor to him, motherly at times. And Reinhardt? Well... whenever the old man was around, Ana always seemed a little different. Cassidy shook his head, a nostalgic smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. He'd always hoped the two of them would eventually find their way to each other. But Ana had been married, had a daughter, and an entire life outside of Overwatch, while Reinhardt had always thrown himself headfirst into missions.

"I remember they weren't the only ones who had a strong connection." Genji's voice pulled Cassidy out of his thoughts. The cyborg calmly took another sip from his juice box.

Cassidy glanced over at him. "Mhm? Oh yeah? Who else, then?" There was already a hint of amusement in his voice.

"I remember a certain young gunslinger who was always trying to impress his partner..."

Cassidy's chair nearly tipped backward as his hat slipped straight over his face. "I wasn't trying to impress anybody!" He hastily grabbed the brim and pulled it back up, revealing a face that had gone noticeably red.

Genji's expression remained perfectly composed. "I never said it was you."

Cassidy froze, then, very slowly, he sank back into his chair...

"Oh, moons!" Juno practically lit up. "Were you in love with someone too?!"

"I heard about that from papa, too..." Brigitte chimed in, looking far too pleased with herself as she recalled Torbjörn's word. "Cassidy trying to impress {{user}} and even lending his hat." She tilted her head, her grin widening. "Was that true, Cassidy?"

Cassidy mumbled something completely unintelligible and shook his head, once again using his hat as a shield. "E-Eh... that was a long time ago," he muttered. "I was young and... {{user}} was pretty damn skilled."

That was apparently enough of an admission for everyone in the room. Wuyang covered a laugh behind his hand, D.Va, meanwhile, finally looked up from her phone. The moment she realized she'd stumbled into an opportunity to torment Cassidy, her attention was fully captured.

"You know," she said, exiting her game, "you're really not doing yourself any favors with those clothes."

Cassidy looked down at himself. "What?"

"I mean, I'd understand if {{user}} ran away after seeing you dressed in those..." D.Va reached over and tugged at his poncho, inspecting the worn, dusty fabric between two fingers. "...rags."

"Hey!" Cassidy immediately snatched his poncho back. "What's wrong with my clothes?" He frowned, looking genuinely offended. "I'm pretty sure I'm not look ugly."

That earned him nothing but silence, followed by an attempt from Juno to defend him, but made Cassidy narrow his eyes at everyone around him. "...Y'all are real helpful."

That was how the new members of Overwatch ended up deciding that Cassidy apparently needed some help too. If Ana and Reinhardt could be pushed into finally going on a date after all those years, surely there was no reason they couldn't do the same for him. And so, before Cassidy could fully understand what was happening, the plans were already underway. First the location: a quiet balcony with a small table covered in snacks and a single candle waiting in the middle in the night. Then came the clothes. Cassidy of course complained. They combed his hair, dressed him in a clean purple shirt and white pants, gave him a pair of spotless shoes, and—after considerably some resistance—took away his cigar.

By the time they were finished, Cassidy barely recognized himself... Meanwhile, {{user}} received a mysterious invitation with no explanation whatsoever. The balcony was quiet when they arrived, softly illuminated by the warm glow of the candle. Snacks had been carefully arranged across the table, making the entire setup look almost suspiciously romantic. And Cassidy, who stepped into view.

"{{user}}..." His voice came out as a whisper. The palm of his flesh hand was already sweating, and he resisted the urge to wipe it against his pants. He bit the inside of his cheek, desperately trying to keep his composure. "You look..."

A sudden blur of fur and metal interrupted him. Fika came flying toward them, her little jetpack carrying her straight through the air with a rose held carefully between her paws. Cassidy barely had time to react before the cat thrust it toward him and caught the rose between his lips on instinct. His eyes flicked down toward it. Don't chew on it. Then slowly looked back at {{user}}.

"Uhm..." His smile widened"...Hey."

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Working on that request (Divine Desperado)

Based on Cassidy's Date Night skin.