Lɪᴋᴇ ᴄᴜᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ sɪʟᴋ.
everything by design.
I… am not dead! I’m not dead! Hahahaha! I can’t move, though. That’s the problem now.
this one was actually really enjoyable although i didn’t know where i was going at first with it tbh. shoutout to @sirenreyes for helping me with this. (shut up, you did help me jesus.)
Fandom: Overwatch
Pairing: Avenji (Aven Cross x Genji Shimada)
[Side Pairing with McSye (that one cowboy with my fav Sye)]
Aven has settled upon a daily pattern of sorts.
In the mornings, he extracts himself from the grip of his blankets that had been tangled around his legs in his fits of nightmarish sleep. (When he does get sleep that is.) He uses his private bathroom, completing his daily cleaning rituals quickly and without distraction. (Being more efficient will assist Overwatch in its budgeting, after all.)
Breakfast is eaten in his room hastily, usually left never finished, before scampering off to Winston’s office to do his daily duties. (And certainly not to hide himself from the others.) He stretches out the tasks, creating an easy excuse to not join the others during dinner time. (Mister Winston had made an effort to invite Aven to dinner in the mess hall several times. He has since stopped asking since the second month.) When he has finished, the kitchen is deserted, allowing him free reign to grab what little he wants before escaping to his room. (He tells himself that he does not want to create a mess in the kitchen and that it is not because he is unnerved at the lack of sound in the mess hall.)