2nd July 2020 Drabble

Overwatch didn’t often open its doors for family, so Jesse supposed he could understand the overwhelming bout of emotions when the bus had opened up and people unfamiliar to him had spilled out and into the arms of waiting soldiers – and commanders.

He’d watched Strike Commander Morrison grab a young teen girl and whirl her through the air, a huge smile on his face that hadn’t been practiced for cameras or public appearances. It was kind of cute, really. Jesse is not a bitter asshole. He did not envy anybody their happiness with loved ones, even if he himself didn’t have any.

He had stood near the entrance, watching the whole thing until he’s seen them and hadn’t been able to take his eyes off.

There’s a weird swoop in the pit of his stomach when he sees a Gabriel Reyes that is missing the scars in his face. Of course he knows of twins, but he hadn’t known Reyes had one. An identical one, too.

Jesse becomes… obsessed.

.o.

He’s creeping and he can’t help it. Of course family is not allowed into any restricted areas, so they spend the first few hours in a large hall with snacks and drinks, catching up and just in general being in each others’ space.

Jesse stays in the background, but always hovering somewhere around the brothers. He doesn’t even know the name of Reyes’ sibling. It feels… weird. Almost like a betrayal. He thought they were close.

Not as close as the Reyes twins, though, it seems. They sit close enough that their shoulders touch; one solid wall of muscle men that has Jesse shifting from one foot to the other, trying to find a way to casually brace his leg on the wall behind him so his slowly filling cock will be less noticable.

Reyes’ brother has his hand on Reyes’, fingers lightly curled around it. Just two dudes casually holding hands. Just two brothers-

Jesse can’t get over how damn handsome they are. He’d always thought Reyes was a one-of-a-kind kinda deal, and now he has to realize that that’s not the case. That there is an almost exact replica that seems to hit the gym twice a day because he’s just as rounded with muscles, and his thighs are just as thick as the Commander’s.

It’s strange to see the commander laugh a lot, because he isn’t. His brother is. He’s smiling broad and has his head close to Gabriel’s, and goddamn even their facial hair is the same.

The day moves on. Some few family members stay to have the weekend with their loved ones, but most are bid farewell. Jesse imagines that it is a very teary sort of deal but he’s not there to witness it.

He’s followed the Reyes brothers past where family is actually allowed and into one of Blackwatch’s recrooms. There’s nobody there, of course. Reyes knows how to orchestrate shit.

Jesse manages to slip inside undetected, only because the brothers are distracted.

With each other.

“Fuck, Raphael… missed you so damn much,” the commander grunts. His brother is on his lap, slowly grinding down and grinning at him.

Raphael and Gabriel. Of course.