#and then I added a lil accent line at the bottom to finish the whole thing

[pinkyjulien]

> "Hey, what's up?"

If you're in need of a good 'runner, he's your man Racc'! 🦝

Been updating my boy's NPV today, finally fixed his goggles and noticed I could slap a mask on it- and eventually spiraled down, making a brand new holocall avatar 🤠 (did I finished his goggles? no hHGFH)

First went with Yellow because DUH but it wasn't matching the game's avatars style 🤏 I like how both turned out tho

[pinkykitten]

Meant To Be

Overwatch

Jesse McCree x female! reader

Warning: none

Specifics: song fic, a lot and I mean a lot of fluff, lil comedy, race neutral

People: Jesse McCree, you, other drivers (mentioned)

Words: 1,677

Summary: Based of the song “Meant To Be” - Bebe Rexha (feat. Florida Georgia Line) you and Jesse take a road trip since all the work you have done, its time to relax. You and him start having fun, being goofy while he is driving to the destination.

Authors Note: i loved writing this because i love this song and have listened to this so many times. and if you are all wondering if mccree sings he does just look up matthew mercer singing...you’re welcome. a lot of fluff coming your way and if you didn’t know mcrree is my favorite character in overwatch he is like my husband. and i added in here you like lemonade if you don’t thats fine cause to be honest i hate lemonade but i thought since mccree is country why not. hope y’all enjoy my pals, this here is gonna be a wild ride! (im srry i was trying to sound like mccree)

The summer air entering through your nostrils. The heat baking everything in sight. 

You stuck your arm out of the red trucks window, and allow your hand to be taken by the breeze. You smiled feeling very relaxed at this moment. Since you worked as an agent in overwatch you barely had any recreational activities. So Jesse thought of the idea of heading on a little road trip. At first you hesitated because you had work, there would be no time for fun. Jesse was persistent though. He understood where you were coming from so he, being the sly cowboy, left a note at the overwatch headquarters explaining why him and you were not available. 

You turned your body away from the opened window and faced Jesse. Jesse was driving with a tooth pick in his mouth, his window opened also. His cowboy hat on his silky dark hair, he was wearing a flannel with the sleeves rolled up and the few top buttons opened so his chest hair was sticking out a bit. He was focused on driving to the destination he didn’t notice you staring. You stared in awe at his face. The way the sun was placed in the sky led the light to Jesse’s side and made his eyes look hazel if not like gold.

You gulped not wanting him to find out you have been staring this whole time. That would make you look like a creep. 

“Hey baby,” Jesse began. “can you get me a ice tea from the cooler please?”

You answered with a sure as you unbuckled your seat belt (everyone please remember to buckle your seat belts don’t do this, stay safe!) and leaned over your seat. Unfortunately you forgot a specific body part was going to be in a specific country boy’s face. 

“Good lord jesus sugar,” Jesse growled as he tried to put his attention on the road but your butt was right by his face. His eyes glimpsed from the road to your bottom, back and forth. 

“What’s good lord jesus,” you mimicked with the country accent.

Jesse’s eyes went wide. His mama always taught him to be a gentleman when it came to ladies. I mean but we all know he’s a flirt’. But he didn’t want you to think of yourself as a one night stand or a partner that was temporary. He wanted you lifelong, forever. He didn’t want to come off as a weirdo checking out your butt. 

“Oh nothin sweetheart,” Jesse waved it off, waiting for his cold sweet tea. 

You moved all the freezing drinks around to get to the ice tea in the cooler.

“Of course his dang drink had to be at the bottom,” you huffed. 

You leaned more over the passengers chair, but your feet were no longer in contact with the seat so you almost went toppling forward, shrieking in the process. But thanks to your yelp it alerted Jesse and he caught you. 

“Thanks babe,” you laughed.

You came back with his drink and yours. (I chose lemonade but you don’t have to) You opened the cold lemonade and drank almost all of it. Your throat feeling refreshed and satisfied. You moaned in delight at the taste. As you turned your head to see if Jesse was drinking his you noticed he was staring at you this time! You turned your head at him and he moved to look at his drink. 

“Hey pumpkin do ya think ya can help me out here.”

You already knew the drill, having that Jesse brought sweet tea with him all the time. You grabbed the bottle and opened it up for him. Jesse put his head towards you and you put the bottle to his lip. This was so he could keep driving. You have told him numerous of times that just because he took his hand off the wheel for five minutes doesn’t mean they were going to have a car crash. But he always answers with the same line, “Don’t want my baby hurt now, ya hear me?”

You reminisced that moment in your head and you let out a chuckle. 

“Jesse McCree what am I going to do with you,” you nod your head from side to side. 

“You could kiss me sunshine,” Jesse beamed. 

You crawled up to Jesse’s torso and gave his cheek a peck. Then you whispered in his ear a “I love you my boo bear.” Jesse had toothy grin that went from ear to ear.  

“I love you more,” Jesse whispered back. 

As you sat back down to your usual posture, Jesse turned on the radio. 

“Why don’ we put some music on,” Jesse suggested as he put a disc in. You were wondering what the song was going to be. 

As the music instrumental part played you smiled knowing this was yours and Jesse’s song. 

“Baby, lay on back and relax, kick your pretty feet up on my dash,” Jesse sang with the song as you did what the song said and put your feet on the dash of the car.  “No need to go​ nowhere fast, let's enjoy right here where we at 

Who knows where this road is supposed to lead we got nothing but time 

As long as you're right here next to me,” as he sang this part he pointed to you sitting next to him. “Everything's gonna be alright” 

“If it's meant to be, it'll be, it'll be Baby, just let it be,” Jesse grabbed your hand and put it to his heart as if singing to you. You danced in your seat loving this man so much.  “If it's meant to be, it'll be, it'll be Baby, just let it be So, won't you ride with me, ride with me? See where this thing goes If it's meant to be, it'll be, it'll be 

Baby, if it's meant to be,” he sang to you while swerving the car a little to make you laugh more. 

You arched your eyebrow as you sat up more, your feet curling bellow you, so your seated on them. This was your time to sing, “I don't mean to be so uptight, but my heart's been hurt a couple times,” as you sang those first lines Jesse was now not paying any attention to the road, just a few glances but his attention was on you and your voice. Your voice was a mix of cute and sexy, like how was that possible! He stared at you as if you were a queen, a goddess. You danced, taking your hand out of his and making a heart with your hands and breaking it apart.  “By a couple guys that didn't treat me right I ain't gon' lie, ain't gonna lie,” you put your hand up to Jesse’s face and turned your attention to the window, pretending to be irate at him.  “'Cause I'm tired of the fake love, show me what you're made of Boy, make me believe,” you came back to Jesse, face mere inches apart from his and rubbed his facial hair under his chin, trying to make the most lustful face. “But hold up, girl, don't you know you're beautiful? And it's easy to see,” you were leaning on the arm rest console, your eyes dreamily looking at Jesse. He sings about you being beautiful and then kisses your forehead. 

“If it's meant to be, it'll be, it'll be Baby, just let it be If it's meant to be, it'll be, it'll be Baby, just let it be So, won't you ride with me, ride with me? See where this thing goes If it's meant to be, it'll be, it'll be Baby, if it's meant to be,” you both sang together in harmony while you are holding his hand. You and him dance to the music while singing. 

“So, c'mon ride with me, ride with me See where this thing goes So, c'mon ride with me, ride with me Baby, if it's meant to be,” Jesse stopped at a red light and you stopped singing. He saw that you were shy to sing in front of others so he made himself goofy in front of the other drivers. Making a funny face and dance. You giggle uncontrollably at your silly boyfriend.  

“Maybe we do,” he sang far away from you.  “Maybe we don't,” you sang back inching closer to Jesse. “Maybe we will,” he crept closer to you so that you were only a hair apart.  “Maybe we won't,” you both sang in unison with the radio. 

“But if it's meant to be, it'll be, it'll be Baby, just let it be,” you sang with his voice while he and you clapped. “sing it baby,” Jesse yells after you both sing that last part. You then take Jesse’s hat and shake your hips while holding Jesse’s hand. His face looking at you in awe. “If it's meant to be, it'll be, it'll be (c'mon) Baby, just let it be (let's go) So, won't you ride with me, ride with me? See where this thing goes If it's meant to be, it'll be, it'll be Baby, if it's meant to be,” your voices lacing together nicely, while you shake your body. 

“If it's meant to be,” Jesse sings closer to you while kissing your hand in his big palm. 

“it'll be,” you sing softly back kissing his hand. 

“it'll be Baby, if it's meant to be If it's meant to be, it'll be, it'll be Baby, if it's meant to be,” you both finish in unison. 

As Jesse pauses at a red light, he stares into your eyes lovingly. Those hazel or golden orbs when touched with the sun, studying your face of beauty. Of greatness, of just a pure angel seated before him. 

“I am so much in love with you, baby,” Jesse whispers to you while still clutching your palm to his heart. 

“I love you more,” you whispered back while giving him a sweet kiss on the lips.