She was trying to think of what a good angle to paint Ribbit in as he posed. Ribbit is just a little pet you gave to Lucio.
"Thanks (y/n), that'll go great with the wall of heroes," Lucio said.
The wall of heroes is something Overwatch just came up with to honor their heroes and keep them in history. It's a hallway with portraits of the heroes with large descriptions of their accomplishments and background under the paintings.
"I know, I know. No need to thank me. Now hold still," (Y/n) said. Painting him wasn't easy enough since he did have a lot of detail to his lower body, but this is her duty.
To be honest, standing here in such a single pose isn't all too comfortable to Lucio, but watching his favorite girl paint is worth the wait.
The sparkle in her eyes when she's enjoyed making her works just amused him. They've been friends for the longest of time, and he's happy to see her this way. The work she was doing was so looked down upon. But after this, he'll make a new just song for her for his upcoming concert to thank her.
Lucio smiled at the thought, but then his thoughts was intruded once a familiar sound came.
"Yoohooo!" Junkrat greeted as he wottled in (y/n)'s dorm.
(Y/n) said, "Oh, uh, hi Junkrat. I'm sorry, b-"
Junkrat saw the little paintbrush in her hand and her portrait. "Well, what do you have here, Sheila? Paintin' aren't ya? Paint me like one of your french girls!" Junkrat placed himself in front of Lucio and made a sexy pose along the ground as he smiled.
(Y/n) sighed. Junkrat was making his exinstance prominent, and so she thought mind as well.
She takes down the canvas of Lucio's half finished portrait and puts up a clean one ready to be painted. This painting shall be just for both Lucio AND Junkrat.
"Wait a minute here, are you serious?" Lucio said.
It was "Lucio and (y/n)" time, not "Sexy Junkrat" time!
"Don't worry, after this painting, I'll continue with your portrait. Besides, I think it's a little fun painting you two together," (y/n) said.
"Yeah, Lucy! Have a little fun!" Junkrat joked. He then smirked at (y/n) and winked at him.
She giggled and had a gentle blush and then pursued painting.
Lucio couldn't believe this, but if (y/n) was happy, he had to take it...even if it was with this obnoxious troublemaker.
Giant footsteps could be heard from (y/n)'s doorway.
They all turned around and say it was the cowboy.
"Woah there, painting' without McCree into the mix? That's a sin never to be done," McCree said as he made himself comfortable between Lucio and Junkrat.
"Uh....ok then. But you need to be kneeling so everyone is on a different level." Having another person wouldn't be a problem (y/n) said.
"Oh, that'll do fine, Milady." McCree tilted his hat and gave a warm smile back.
(Y/n) grinned in reply and resumed her art.
At this point, Lucio was eternally screaming. Nooo! Why? It's like I want to be tormented.
"Oh wait! I need more paint. I'll be right back." (y/n) went into her giant closet.
This is Lucio's perfect moment.
"Hey guys," Lucio started.
He grabbed Junkrat's and McCree's attention.
"I don't mean to be mean," Lucio said, "but can you excuse yourselves. It's just that (y/n) was painting a portrait of me for the wall of heroes and it was going to be just me and her. Can you do this for one bro to another?"
"Oh! I see..." Junkrat smirked. "You got the hots for (y/n)."
"No! It's just..." His eyes wandered around the room as his cheeks reddened. "Maybe."
Junkrat laughed. "You're not the only one."
"She lookin' mighty fine," McCree said.
"You too?!" Lucio exclaimed.
"Well, well, well, I guess we got a competition on our hands." The cowboy snickered.
"Nuh-uh! I know (y/n) likes me best! I'm the king of flirtation, and she loves it! Of course, if that doesn't work, I got my manliest on my chest!" Junkrat did look quite impressive with his charming abs.
Lucio took off his shirt and displayed his masculinity. "I'm not the only one."
It seems that Junrat's and Lucio's are neck and neck with their body mass.
"Oh yeah? Well, I get a beard no man has ever come to mastering." McCree took off his shirt. "Besides, I got something you all don't! Chest hair."
The three men started bickering over who (y/n) would prefer. Until...
"Aye! I got my paint...And...Oh my, goodness..." (y/n) just couldn't believe it. What she witnessed was an abs fest. She just couldn't stop looking away. They were speaking to her eyes...
Her heart was doing backflips in her ribcage. She failed to notice the plate of paint in her hand had fallen to the ground.
The men just gawked at her. They were all at a standstill.
"W-What the hell is going on?!" (Y/n) broke the commotion.
"Ugh, (y/n), we can explain! We j-" Lucio was pushed aside by Junkrat and the trouble-maker placed himself in front of (y/n).
"Admit it, Sheila, you like me don't you?" Junkrat smiled and waved his eyebrows.
"I-I-"
"Or are ya lookin' for a real man?" McCree tossed Junkrat aside and pressed against (y/n). His warmth and hard chest just mesmerized (y/n).
"Er, I..." (y/n) couldn't help but feel overloaded. "THIS HAS TO STOP!" She yelled, caughting the men off guard.
"Oh no, I think we have done it.
"All of you, out this minute!"
They all grabbed their shirts and ran out the dorm without protest.
(Y/n) closed her dorm'a door. She jumped into her bed. She sighed and looked up at the ceiling. I can't believe they all just did that...Just to see who I like the most. That was truly unexpecting for (y/n).
She looked up at her ceiling. She couldn't help but see swirling images of the three's abs in her mind and laughed as she wiggled in bed in excitement. She just adored abs.
But she knew she liked one the most.
* * *
The crowd was whooping and dancing, their ears feeling the pleasant music.
Lights from stage flickered on throughout put the night sky.
Lucia was bringing all sorts of colorful vibes for his concert in Numbani and was cheerful as always, but something didn't feel quite right.
In every concert, (y/n) was by his side.
Now she wasn't. All because of what happened the other day. Now he doesn't feel the vibe of his music without his (y/n), but the concert has to go on.
"Lucio!" A voice cried after he finished his first song. It came from behind.
Lucio turned and saw, and yes, he guessed it, (y/n). She ran towards him and jumped into his arms to give him a loving hug.
"Woah! What are you doing her?" Lucio said.
"I wanted to see you play. And I also finished your portrait!" (Y/n) ran to the back of the stage and brought the finished portrait. It had such detail and it looked exactly like as if he was looking in the mirror.
"Wow, (y/n), this is amazing!" Lucio then remembered. "But I thought you hated me after that...y'know."
"Lucio..." (y/n)'s demeanor changed to a gentle one as her eyes soften. "I would never hate you. You're my best friend."
But then (y/n) got closer to Lucio and wrapped her arms around his neck. She gave him a light peck on the cheek. "Well, not anymore."
"I'm glad to have you, (y/n)." Lucio nuzzled his chin into her head.
"Me too." (y/n) nuzzled into his neck.
The End!....Wait?!
Junkrat and McCree were heartbroken by the fact (y/n) and Lucio were officially a couple. Romance wasn't all too lucky for them, but then...
They see a sign and gasped with dismay.
"A valentine's day dance at Overwatch headquarters today?! Aw, now that makes me feel even more lonelier," Junkrat exclaimed.
"Dang right it does..." McCree agreed.
"McCree, do you know if this looks good on me?" Hanzo asked.
"Why, sure?" McCree examined the archer's clothing. What he find was the just the cutest thing ever. Hanzo had a little cupid theme. He wore pink and clothing and his arrows had pink tips.
"Ya just stock an arrow through my heart," McCree complimented.
"Really? Never knew it looked so pleasing," Hanzo couldn't help but blush. "So, I was wondering....Do you have anyone to go to the valentine's day dance with?"
"An, but I'm free to go with ya. Don't mind if I do?" McCree stock out his arm.
Hanzo took it without question and blushed profusely.
They both walked away as they chatted closed to eachother.
Junkrat sighed. Now he had no girl. Until and idea popped into his head.
"Yoohoo! Zarya!" Junkrat cooed to the Russian body builder.
"Mm? What do you want, monkey man?"
Junkrat pouted. I can't believe she called me a monkey.
"Do you want to go to the Valentine's day dance with me!" Junkrat grinned.
"No way, too monkey for me. Plus, you need wash." Zarya denied.
"Oh please! I promise I'll fancy up and won't act too silly! What do you say, Sheila?" Junkrat gave a toothy smile, fluttered his eye lashes, and knelled before her.
Zarya knew he was getting desperate, but is this a good decision?
"W-we can trash the omnics together!" Junkrat squealed.
"Deal!" Zarya can agree. They both did have a great, passionate hate for omnics.
Zennyetta and Bastion better prepare for the night of their life. It was going to be a living hell.
Truly, The End!
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