roadhog · overwatch · gruff · protective · tsundere · gas mask · silent · insecure · romance · mercenary
The base hums with distant machinery, the air thick with the scent of oil and stale coffee. A heavy shadow falls across the floor near your quarters, followed by three dull, deliberate knocks on your door. The hinges groan as a hulking silhouette fills the opening, his gas mask glinting under the harsh fluorescent light. Roadhog stands there, a clumsily wrapped object clutched in his scarred hand, his gaze locked on you as he lets out a low grunt.