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flooofity · 6 days ago

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hello overwatch community id like to share someone i wrote instead of working on my english essay🫶

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this is a kraandop fanfic……. (if you don’t know who that is he is a streamer!)

use of y/n (cringe warning ik‼️⚠️)

word count: 6317 words

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The Overwatch menu music hummed in the background as you adjusted your camera and double-checked your stream setup. You had just gone live. Your chat buzzed with anticipation, the messages flying faster than you could read.

[User123]: You gonna confess today, Y/N? 👀

[BigFan44]: Bet $5 Kraan knows already.

[PocketMain69]: DUO WHEN??

You rolled your eyes, cheeks already warming.

"Guys, relax," you said, voice a mix of exasperation and amusement. "It’s not like Kraan even knows who I am."

It wasn’t entirely true. You were a streamer too, and while you weren’t pulling Kraandop level numbers, you’d crossed paths before. A few friendly interactions in each other’s chats, a couple of Overwatch Twitter memes liked back and forth—it wasn’t much, but it was enough to fuel your harmless (and totally not obvious) crush on the Overwatch tank main.

The guy was a legend. Whether it was diving as Winston or holding the line as Reinhardt, Kraandop had a knack for commanding the battlefield with a mix of raw skill and infectious energy. Not to mention, he was ridiculously charming, and his deep laugh had a way of making your heart race.

You were about to queue up for your own game when a notification popped up.

Kraandop has gone live.

Your chat erupted.

[TankLover]: KRAAN’S SPINNING THE WHEEL!!

[DuoDreamer]: IT’S GONNA LAND ON YOU, I SWEAR.

Curiosity got the better of you, and you clicked over to his stream. Kraandop’s face filled the screen, his mischievous grin lighting up the chat. “Alright, chat,” he announced, rubbing his hands together dramatically. “Time to spin the challenge wheel. What’s it gonna be today?”

The colorful wheel on his screen spun, the options blurring together. Your heart thumped as it began to slow.

DUO WITH Y/N.

The chat erupted into chaos.

[KraanFanboy]: IT FINALLY HAPPENED.

[PocketGang]: BEST DAY EVER.

[Y/NIsInShambles]: SHE’S SCREAMING RN, I KNOW IT.

Kraandop leaned back, laughing. “No way. Y/N, are you watching? Guess we’re finally gonna duo. Someone ping her.”

Your own chat wasted no time.

[FantaHanzo]: KRAAN WANTS YOU IN VC RIGHT NOW.

[User876]: Y/NNNN KRAAN WANTS TO DUO WITH YOUUUU

You froze, heat rushing to your cheeks. Then, as calmly as you could manage, you pulled up Discord. A message from him sat at the top of your inbox.

Kraan: Yo, you down to duo? I spun a wheel and it landed on duoing with you. Chat’s already losing their minds.

Swallowing your nerves, you nonchalantly replied:

Y/N: Let’s do it.

The queue popped, and you selected Mercy. Kraan locked in Reinhardt,

“Alright, Y/N,” he said, his voice playful over comms. “You pocketing me while I charge straight into the enemy team, or are you gonna yell at me to peel for you?”

“Obviously the first one,” you shot back. “What kind of Mercy main doesn’t die for their tank?”

“Oh, I like this energy already.”

The synergy was instant. Kraan led the charge into battle with his iconic mix of aggression and calculated risk-taking, his shield raised as you hovered behind him, staff in hand.

“Damage boost me, Y/N!” he shouted, diving into a brawl on King’s Row.

“Already on it!” you replied, watching as his hammer swung through the enemy backline. A well-timed shatter wiped three opponents, and the kill feed lit up with his name.

“Let’s go!” he roared.

Behind him, you darted around, dodging enemy fire while keeping him alive. “Don’t get cocky,” you teased. “You’d be nothing without me.”

“Oh, 100%,” he said, laughing. “Chat, can we get some hearts for the best Mercy pocket in the game?”

The win streak was unreal. Match after match, you and Kraan dominated. Whether he was diving in as Winston, pinning squishies as Reinhardt, or even pulling off a sneaky play as Sigma, you were always right there, keeping him alive with clutch rezes and well timed damage boosts.

“Another dub,” Kraan said, leaning back in his chair as the victory screen flashed for the fifth time in a row. “Y/N, you’re cracked. Have you been hiding this from me?”

“I think you’re just realizing I’m the best support in the game,” you replied smugly.

“Oh, no doubt. Chat, this is the duo we didn’t know we needed.”

Between matches, the banter only grew.

“So, Y/N,” Kraan said during a downtime. “Chat’s been spamming something interesting.”

Your heart sank. “Oh no. What now?”

“They’re saying you’ve got a little crush on me,” he said, his tone light but teasing.

You nearly spit your water.

“WHAT?!”

“Don’t play coy. Your chat’s been saying the same thing.” His laugh filled your headphones. “So, what’s the truth, Y/N? Are you my biggest fan or what?”

Your silence spoke volumes, and his laugh softened into something gentler.

“For what it’s worth,” he said after a moment, “I think you’re pretty cool too.”

You blinked, heat rushing to your cheeks as both your chats exploded.

[KraanSimp]: DID HE JUST CONFESS TOO?!

[PocketFan69]: NEW SHIP JUST DROPPED.

Before you could respond, the next game loaded, and Kraan’s voice came through again. “C’mon, pocket. We’ve got a streak to keep.”

Smiling, you picked Mercy again. “Just don’t let me down, big guy.”

By the end of the stream, #KraanYN was trending on Twitter. Fans clipped every win, every flirty exchange, and the moment you both “accidentally” confirmed everyone’s suspicions.

As you ended your stream, a message popped up.

Kraan: GGs today. Let’s duo again soon?

You grinned, typing back quickly.

Y/N: Anytime. Just say the word, and I’ll be there.

Kraan: Careful, I might get used to having you by my side.

You bit your lip, your heart racing.

Y/N: Wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.

The morning after the infamous Kraan-Y/N duo stream, you woke up to utter chaos.

Your phone buzzed relentlessly with notifications: Twitter mentions, Discord DMs, and even a few emails. You groggily scrolled through the flood of messages, catching snippets like “Legendary duo stream,” “Y/N is the best Mercy I’ve ever seen,” and “When’s the next pocket session?”

Your heart fluttered as you saw a familiar name pop up in your Twitter DMs.

Kraan: Yo, we running it back today? Chat won’t shut up about it.

You grinned.

Y/N: Only if you promise not to feed this time.

Kraan: I don’t feed. I create space.

By the time you went live, your chat was already hyped.

[PocketMain]: LET’S SEE THOSE RES CLUTCHES, Y/N!

[BigFan44]: CAN WE GET ANOTHER WIN STREAK?

[KraanFanboy]: IS HE IN VC YET?!

The answer came moments later as Kraandop’s voice filled your headphones.

“You ready to carry me again?” he teased.

“I’m always ready,” you shot back. “The real question is, are you ready to be carried?”

“Oh, it’s like that, huh?” he laughed. “Alright, chat, you heard her. Let’s see if Y/N can back up that big talk.”

The first game of the day was on Blizzard World, and Kraan locked in Reinhardt. You hovered over Mercy, your hand resting confidently on your mouse.

As the game started, Kraan wasted no time charging straight into the fray.

“Damage boost, Y/N! Let’s go!” he called out, his hammer already swinging.

You boosted him, watching as he shattered the enemy tank with a perfectly timed charge. But just as you started to push forward, the enemy Widowmaker sniped him from across the map.

“Uh, pocket?” he said sheepishly.

“On it,” you replied, your pulse quickening.

The enemy team swarmed the payload, but you darted through the chaos, zipping between your teammates with Guardian Angel. Your chat went wild as you managed to sneak behind cover, avoiding enemy fire.

Then, with a flick of your mouse, you soared toward Kraan’s body and pulled off a clutch resurrection just as the enemy Pharah launched her ult.

“Heroes never die,” your voice rang out, perfectly timed with the game’s iconic line.

Kraan was back on his feet, his shield raised just in time to block the barrage. “Let’s go!” he shouted. “Y/N, you’re insane!”

The next few matches were filled with moments that had both of your chats screaming.

On Eichenwalde, you pulled off a resurrection mid air by launching yourself off a ledge and using Guardian Angel to catapult back to safety.

“Did you just res while flying?” Kraan asked, his voice filled with disbelief.

“Yeah, what about it?” you replied nonchalantly, though your heart was pounding.

“Chat, someone clip that,” Kraan said, laughing. “Y/N’s officially showing off.”

On King’s Row, you brought him back twice in a single fight, each time dodging fire by ducking behind walls and timing your cooldowns perfectly.

“You’ve got some kind of Mercy sixth sense,” Kraan said as the victory screen flashed. “It’s like you know when I’m about to do something dumb.”

“Please, you do dumb things every fight,” you teased.

The highlight of the stream came during a nail biter on Dorado. Kraan was down, your team was scattered, and the game was inches away from overtime.

“Y/N, don’t even think about it,” Kraan said as he watched you dive into enemy territory.

But you were already moving, weaving through the enemy team with precision. A perfectly timed Valkyrie sent you soaring into the air, and you dropped down just in time to resurrect Kraan.

“Wake up Kraannn, you have some killing to do!” You say as you finish rezing and guardian angel back to another teammate

Kraan immediately charged into the enemy Reinhardt, pinning him into a wall as your team rallied behind you. The fight turned in your favor, and the payload rolled to victory.

“Y/N!” Kraan’s laugh echoed in your headphones. “That was insane! What are you, a Mercy god?”

Your chat exploded.

[ClutchQueen]: BEST. RES. EVER.

[TankFan69]: KRAAN AND Y/N CARRYING MY RANKED DREAMS.

[Y/NsBiggestFan]: NEW OTP UNLOCKED AGAIN.

As the stream wound down, Kraan leaned back in his chair, his voice warm and teasing.

“Y/N, I’m starting to think I can’t play without you,” he said.

“Is that your way of asking me to pocket you forever?” you replied, unable to keep the grin out of your voice.

“Maybe it is,” he said, his tone softer now. “You up for it?”

Your chat flooded with messages.

[PocketMain]: SAY YES OMG.

[BigFan44]: CONFESS ALREADY!!

You hesitated for only a second before answering.

“Only if you promise not to charge into 1v5 fights without me,” you said, your voice light but carrying an undercurrent of sincerity.

“Deal,” Kraan said, laughing. “But only if you keep pulling off those fancy res tricks.”

Your chat exploded, but all you could focus on was the smile in Kraan’s voice and the growing warmth in your chest.

This might just be the start of something even better than a win streak.

The next day, you found yourself pacing your room as your chat counted down the minutes to your stream. Word had spread about the insane plays you and Kraan pulled off, and everyone was buzzing with excitement.

You booted up Overwatch and clicked the “Go Live” button, immediately greeted by your ever enthusiastic chat.

[BigFan44]: WE’RE BACK, BABY!

[PocketGang]: DUO TIME AGAIN??

[GenjiSimp]: DID HE DM YOU TODAY? 👀

Before you could answer, a Discord notification popped up on stream, one from none other than Kraandop himself.

Kraan: Ready for round 3? Let’s show ‘em how it’s done.

Your chat erupted.

[User123]: LET’S GOOOO!

[FanWithPopcorn]: YOU’RE BLUSHING, Y/N. WE SEE IT.

Trying to play it cool, you clicked into the VC. “Hey, ready to run it back again?”

Kraan laughed, his deep voice sending a familiar warmth through your chest. “Ready to carry? Chat says you’re the real MVP here.”

This time, the stakes were even higher. Kraan announced he’d hit Masters with one more win, and the pressure was on.

The map? Hollywood. Kraan locked in Winston, and you, of course, went with Mercy.

“We need this dub, Y/N,” Kraan said, his voice playful but focused. “No pressure, though.”

“Oh, none at all,” you deadpanned. “Just your rank on the line.”

The game started, and Kraan dove straight into the enemy backline. You soared after him, damage boosting as he picked off the enemy Ana with ease.

But then, disaster struck. The enemy Cassidy landed a perfect Deadeye, taking out your DPS and leaving Kraan surrounded.

“Y/N, I’m dead. Bail out!” he shouted.

But you had other plans.

Activating Valkyrie, you swooped in with pinpoint precision, dodging the Cassidy’s shots as you weaved through the air. Your chat went wild as you maneuvered through the enemy trying to shoot you down and then immediately pulled off a resurrection on Kraan.

“Heroes never die!” You exclaim with laughter as you get pulled by your Lifeweaver back into safety and charge back into the fight, now with your whole team alive again.

Kraan roared with laughter as he jumped back into the fight, clearing the point with his Tesla Cannon. “Y/N, you’re actually cracked! What even was that res?”

“Just keeping you alive so you can do your job,” you teased, your voice steady despite your racing heart.

The next match was even more intense. On Junkertown, Kraan swapped to Reinhardt, and the enemy team was relentless. You found yourself pulling off increasingly risky plays like flying through enemy fire to res your DPS, darting in and out of cover to keep Kraan alive, and even baiting out the enemy Pharah’s ult by hovering just out of her reach.

“Y/N, you’re insane,” Kraan said as you pulled off yet another clutch res mid-air. “Chat, can we get some love for the greatest Mercy of all time?”

Your chat obliged.

[ClutchQueen]: SHE’S LITERALLY CARRYING.

[PocketGang]: #MERCYGOAT

[FanWithPopcorn]: RES KINGDOM STAND UP.

The highlight of the stream came on Watchpoint: Gibraltar. Kraan’s Winston dives were more aggressive than ever, and you found yourself pulling off the riskiest plays of your Mercy career just to keep him alive.

At one point, the enemy Zenyatta landed a perfectly timed Transcendence just as Kraan dropped a Primal Rage.

“Y/N, I need heals!” Kraan shouted, his voice laced with urgency.

“On it!” you replied, zipping across the map to meet him.

Your chat held its collective breath as you narrowly avoided an enemy Widowmaker shot, darting behind a payload to keep Kraan alive. Then, just as the fight seemed lost, you activated Valkyrie and dove in to resurrect your Ana

“Come on! We can do this!!”

With the Anan revived, she nanos Kraan and he lands a massive Primal Rage play, knocking three enemies off the map and securing the win.

“Y/N,” he said as the victory screen flashed. “You’re actually carrying me. I don’t know how I’m supposed to play without you anymore.”

“Don’t worry,” you teased, “I’m not going anywhere.”

After the stream, Kraan stayed on VC as you both wrapped up.

“You know,” he said casually, “chat’s been saying something interesting.”

“Let me guess,” you said, already anticipating the teasing. “They’re shipping us again?”

“Not just that,” Kraan said, his voice softening. “They’re saying we might actually be a good match.”

Your heart skipped a beat. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” he said, his tone light but genuine. “And… I think they might be onto something.”

Silence filled the VC, but it wasn’t awkward. It was charged, like the calm before a storm.

“Well,” you said finally, your voice barely above a whisper, “if you keep feeding, I guess I’ll have to keep pocketing you.”

Kraan laughed, his voice warm and full of something you couldn’t quite place. “Deal. But only if you promise to keep showing off those fancy res tricks.”

“Done,” you said, smiling.

As you ended the call, your chat exploded once more, but for once, you didn’t care. All you could think about was Kraan’s laugh, his voice, and the promise of more games and maybe something more in the future.

After your now-iconic streams with Kraan, your duo was the talk of the Overwatch community. Twitter was abuzz with clips of your insane resurrections and Kraan’s tank dominance. Fans dubbed your duo "PocketKing and MercyQueen," and the ship name "Kra-YN" trended for hours after your last stream.

You were a little nervous to go live again, but as soon as your stream started, your chat exploded.

[BigFan44]: KRAYN FOREVER.

[PocketGang]: THE BEST DUO IS BACK??

[KraanLover69]: SO WHEN’S THE WEDDING??

But just as you were about to greet your chat, another Discord ping popped up on stream.

Kraan: I hope your res skills are warmed up because I’m feeling very, very reckless today.

You rolled your eyes and clicked into VC.

“Reckless? Oh great,” you said, feigning exasperation. “Let me guess, you’re locking Winston and diving into four enemies?”

“five, actually,” Kraan replied, his laugh already making your chest tighten. “You ready to save me?”

“You better hope I am,” you teased.

The first match of the day was on Rialto, and Kraan locked in Reinhardt, as expected.

As the game loaded, Kraan’s voice cut through the prematch chatter. “Alright, chat, here’s the plan. I’m gonna charge straight into the enemy spawn, and Y/N is going to res me when it inevitably goes wrong.”

“Don’t test me,” you shot back, grinning.

“Oh, I would never,” Kraan said, his voice dripping with fake innocence. “But seriously, Y/N, don’t let me die.”

The game started, and as promised, Kraan wasted no time charging the enemy Orisa. You could barely keep up, spamming healing as he swung his hammer.

The fight turned chaotic, with enemies collapsing onto the point and your team barely holding their ground. Just as Kraan went down to a Bastion ult, your heart leapt into action.

“On my way!” you called, soaring over rooftops to dodge fire.

With a flick of your mouse, you dodged an enemy Junkrat trap and slid behind cover to pull off the res.

“Heroes never die!” You scream as you activate your ult to secure the fight.

Kraan was back on his feet, immediately shattering three enemies with his Earthshatter.

“Y/N, you’re actually a miracle worker,” he said, laughing.

“Tell me something I don’t know,” you quipped.

The highlight of the stream came during a nailbiter on Route 66. Kraan decided to go full chaos mode, locking in Wrecking Ball.

“Alright, Y/N,” he said, spinning around the payload at lightning speed. “Try keeping up with this.”

Your chat was already losing it.

[SpinningFan]: BALL KRAAN IS CHAOS INCARNATE.

[MercySaver]: Y/N ABOUT TO LOSE THEIR MIND.

[KraanMain]: THE DREAM DUO DOES IT AGAIN!

But you were determined not to let Kraan outpace you. With quick reactions and well timed Guardian Angel boosts, you managed to stay right behind him as he wreaked havoc on the enemy team.

Midway through the match, Kraan overextended (as usual) and ended up downed near the enemy spawn.

“Y/N, don’t even think about it,” he warned.

“Oh, I’m thinking about it,” you replied, already plotting your route.

Activating Valkyrie, you flew high into the air, weaving between Widowmaker shots and Junkrat spam. Your chat went wild as you dipped under a bridge and zipped back up to Kraan’s body for a clutch res.

“You are still in the game! Now get back in there!”

“Y/N!” Kraan yelled, laughing so hard he could barely speak. “You’re insane! I think I’m in love with you or something.”

Your heart skipped a beat, but you covered it up with a playful jab. “Yeah, yeah. Save the sweet talk for after we win.”

The stream ended with a victory streak that had both your chats buzzing. As Kraan said his goodbyes, his tone turned softer.

“Hey, Y/N?” he said.

“Yeah?” you replied, suddenly aware of how quiet it was.

“Thanks for today. And, uh, for carrying me. Again.”

You laughed, trying to keep it light. “No problem. Someone’s gotta keep you alive.”

There was a pause, just long enough to make you wonder if you’d said something wrong.

“Let’s do this again soon,” Kraan said finally, his voice warm.

“Anytime,” you replied.

After you ended the stream, you noticed a flood of Twitter notifications. Someone had clipped Kraan’s “I think I’m in love with you” comment, and the caption read:

“Kraan CONFESSES to Y/N on stream?!? #KraYNCanon”

Your face burned as you scrolled through the comments, most of them filled with memes and speculation.

Just as you were about to close Twitter, another DM from Kraan popped up.

Kraan: Hey, ignore the chaos, but… I meant what I said. You’re pretty amazing, Y/N.

Your hands hovered over the keyboard, your heart pounding. Finally, you typed out a reply.

Y/N: You’re not so bad yourself. Maybe we should… talk about this sometime?

The response came almost immediately.

Kraan: How about over another win streak tomorrow?

Smiling, you typed back one word.

Y/N: Deal.

Your chat wasn’t ready for what was coming next.

The next stream felt different. It wasn’t just the excitement of playing with Kraan again, your dynamic had shifted completely after his comment during the last match. The “I think I’m in love with you” moment had gone viral, and everyone wanted to know what would happen next.

Your chat was already spamming the moment you hit “Go Live.”

[PocketGang]: HERE WE GO AGAIN, BEST DUO IN OW2!

[KraynConfirmed]: WILL HE SAY IT AGAIN?? 👀

[BigFan44]: DON’T CHOKE THIS, Y/N.

You barely had time to greet them before Kraan joined the VC.

“Hey, Y/N,” he said, his tone casual but with a warmth that made your stomach flip.

“Hey, big guy. Ready for another hard carry?” you teased, trying to sound normal.

“I don’t know, chat’s saying you’re the one who’s gonna choke today,” Kraan fired back with a laugh.

“Keep talking and I’ll let you die,” you shot back, though your smile betrayed you.

The first game of the day was on New Queen Street, and Kraan locked in his tank pick, Reinhardt.

“This is gonna be a good one,” he said confidently. “I can feel it.”

You hovered over Mercy and locked her in, as always.

“Alright, chat,” you said, glancing at your second monitor. “Let’s see how long it takes for Kraan to do something reckless. I’m thinking… less than 5 seconds.”

The game started, and Kraan immediately charged into the enemy Sojourn.

“There it is,” you muttered, already pre-damage boosting him.

“Reckless? That was calculated thank you very much,” he replied, landing a perfect Fire Strike on the Sojourn and taking her out.

But as the teamfight dragged on, the enemy Orisa began to push Kraan back. You darted around him, trying to keep him alive while avoiding the enemy Ana’s Sleep Dart.

“Y/N, I’m low!” Kraan called out.

“Hold still!” you shouted, diving behind his shield to heal him.

But just as you stabilized him, the enemy Junker Queen threw a Jagged Blade, pulling you out of position.

“Y/N, no!” Kraan yelled as you fell, taken out by the Queen’s shotgun.

“Guess you’ll have to survive without me,” you teased, watching the chaos unfold.

Kraan roared with laughter. “Impossible. You’re my lifeline!”

The turning point came in the second match, set on Shambali Monastery. The enemy team was playing hyper aggressively, and it felt like you were barely keeping your team afloat.

Halfway through the match, Kraan pushed into a tight corner with his shield raised.

“Y/N, stick with me!” he said, but his tone had a hint of urgency.

You darted after him, weaving between enemy fire as you kept him healed. Just as he swung his hammer to finish off the enemy Kiriko, a D.Va Bomb landed right behind you both.

“Oh no, oh no!” you gasped, frantically trying to find cover.

But before you could escape, Kraan turned, body-blocking the explosion with his shield.

The kill feed confirmed it: Kraandop eliminated himself to save Y/N.

Your chat exploded.

[HeroKraan]: HE SACRIFICED HIMSELF FOR YOU.

[PocketMain]: TRUE LOVE RIGHT THERE.

[BigFan44]: CHIVALRY IS ALIVE!!

“Kraan, what the heck?!” you exclaimed, laughing in disbelief.

“You’re the carry! I can’t let you die!” he shot back, his voice filled with humor.

“You’re such a dork,” you said, your voice softer now.

“And you love it,” Kraan replied, the teasing in his tone making you smile and your heart race.

The most clutch moment of the night came during a final push on Circuit Royal. Kraan had switched to Winston for the high ground control, and you were struggling to keep up with his chaotic dives.

“Y/N, I need heals!” Kraan called, leaping into the middle of the enemy team to contest the payload.

You soared after him, narrowly avoiding a Widowmaker headshot. But just as you started healing him, the enemy Sojourn popped Overclock, taking out your DPS and leaving you and Kraan alone.

“Stay with me, Y/N!” Kraan said, his voice urgent.

You activated Valkyrie, your movements faster and more fluid as you zipped between Kraan and your remaining teammates. But with Sojourn charging another railgun shot, you knew you had to make a choice.

Kraan was low, dangerously close to death, but your team’s Ana had just gone down nearby.

“Y/N, don’t!” Kraan shouted, realizing what you were about to do.

Ignoring him, you darted out of safety and pulled off a risky resurrection on Ana, dodging Sojourn’s shot by ducking behind Kraan’s shield just in time.

“We are still in this! Let’s go!”

With Ana back in the fight, Kraan went wild, diving onto the enemy backline and taking out Sojourn and Widowmaker in quick succession.

The payload inched forward, and with one final Primal Rage, Kraan cleared the remaining enemies off the point.

“Victory!”

Your chat erupted.

[ClutchQueen]: THAT WAS THE MOST INSANE VALK EVER.

[PocketGang]: Y/N IS A GODDESS.

[KraanFanboy]: BEST DUO IN OW CONFIRMED.

Kraan let out a triumphant laugh. “Y/N, I don’t even know what to say. You’re incredible.”

“Just doing my job,” you replied, though your voice was a little shaky from adrenaline.

“Yeah, well, you’re making me look bad,” he teased.

As the stream ended, Kraan’s voice softened.

“Hey, Y/N,” he said, hesitating slightly.

“Yeah?”

“Thanks for today. And, uh… thanks for always having my back. Not just in game, but, y’know… in general.”

You felt your face heat up. “Of course. That's what duos are for!”

He laughed, but there was something tender in it. “Right. Duos. Well, I guess I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Wouldn’t miss it,” you said, your heart full as you ended the stream.

As you shut down your PC, you couldn’t help but wonder: Was this just a game duo, or was something more starting to take shape? Either way, you couldn’t wait to find out.

A few months has passed after the initial interaction with you and Kraan closer than ever. The idea came to you after one of Kraan’s fans posted a clip of his reaction to your resurrection clutch from the last stream.

Kraan on stream: "I swear, Y/N’s the best Mercy I’ve ever played with. If they ever showed up IRL, I’d probably lose it."

It wasn’t a confession, but it was close enough. You couldn’t stop thinking about it. What if you actually surprised him?

You both had mentioned living in the same region on stream before, and after a little digging through your old DMs, you realized you still had his P.O. box address from when you’d sent him a birthday gift months ago. With a bit of Google Maps magic, you figured out that Kraan wasn’t as far away as you’d initially thought.

Now, here you were, standing outside his house with a box of his favorite snacks, a Mercy Funko Pop, and your nerves buzzing like a Symmetra turret.

You could hear his voice before you even knocked.

"Okay, chat, I’m locking in Reinhardt. Y/N’s not here to pocket me today, but I think I can manage. Maybe…. hopefully."

Your lips quirked into a grin as you set the snacks down, adjusting your grip on the Mercy Funko.

The door wasn’t locked.

Kraan was mid game, his focus entirely on the screen as his team pushed the payload.

“Alright, Ana, keep me up, wait, why are you Nanoing the Bastion?” he groaned, running straight into the enemy Orisa as his chat spammed chaos.

You tiptoed into his streaming room, clutching the Mercy Funko behind your back. The sight was almost surreal; Kraan, sitting in his gaming chair, headphones slightly askew as he furiously mashed his keyboard.

Chat had noticed you first.

[BigFan44]: UHHH IS THAT Y/N BEHIND HIM?!

[PocketGang]: TURN AROUND, KRAAN.

[KraanLover69]: KRAYN IS HAPPENING LIVE????

You suppressed a laugh as you reached his chair, leaning over his shoulder to whisper, “Need a pocket?”

Kraan froze. His Reinhardt stood idle on-screen as he yanked his headphones off and whipped around, his eyes going wide.

“Y/N?!” he practically shouted.

You grinned, holding up the Mercy Funko like it was some sort of peace offering. “Surprise?”

For a moment, he just stared, his brain visibly short circuiting. His chat exploded in all caps.

[OMGOMGOMG]: THEY’RE IN THE SAME ROOM. WE WON.

[PocketQueen]: HE’S BLUSHING LMAOOOOO.

[BigFan44]: I’M SCREAMINGGGGGGGG.

Finally, Kraan burst out laughing, running a hand through his hair. “What are you doing here? How did you—why—”

“I figured it was time I pocketed you in real life,” you said, setting the Funko on his desk next to his keyboard.

He blinked at you, then at the Mercy figurine, then back at you. “You’re insane. Do you know that?”

“Yeah, but you love it,” you teased, echoing his line from the last stream.

“Oh my God,” he groaned, leaning back in his chair, but his wide smile betrayed him.

“Are you just gonna sit there, or are you gonna let me queue with you?” you added, pointing at his setup.

Kraan shook his head, still grinning. “Chat, this is actually happening. Y/N is in my house, uninvited might I add, and now they’re demanding to play on my stream.”

“Uninvited?” you gasped, mock offended as you clutched your hand over your heart . “I brought snacks though!!!”

“Alright, alright,” he said, standing up and gesturing to his second gaming chair. “You want in? Let’s do this.”

The stream only got more chaotic from there. You shared one microphone, leaning close to call plays and laughing every time Kraan tried to explain what was happening to his increasingly hysterical chat.

[BigFan44]: THE TENSION IS KILLING ME.

[PocketMain]: Y/N JUST SIT ON HIS LAP AT THIS POINT.

[KraanShipper]: CONFESS ALREADY, KRAAN.

During one particularly intense match, you ended up leaning against him as you both frantically called out strategies.

“Y/N, res me, res me!” Kraan shouted, his Reinhardt downed mid charge.

“I can’t, you’re surrounded by turrets!” you shot back, trying to find an opening.

“You always find a way!” he said, his voice laced with laughter.

With a deep breath, you dove into the fight, dodging lasers and pulling off the res just before the enemy Bastion’s turret mode shredded you into oblivion.

“Holy shit, I did it!”

Kraan came back swinging, shattering three enemies and securing the point.

“Y/N, I knew you could do it! You’re the best,” he said, his voice sincere despite the chaos that happened moments before.

“Tell me something I don’t know,” you teased, but your heart wasn’t as steady as your voice.

As the stream wound down, Kraan turned to you, his grin softer now.

“Thanks for showing up today,” he said, his tone quieter than before.

“Of course,” you replied, your voice matching his. “It’s not every day I get to pocket my favorite streamer in person.”

For a moment, the noise of chat and the game faded, leaving just the two of you.

“Guess I owe you one now, huh?” Kraan said, his smile turning a little shy.

“Yeah, you do,” you said, your heart pounding. “But, uh… maybe we can figure that out later. Over dinner or something?”

Kraan blinked, caught off guard for the second time that day. Then his smile widened, and he nodded.

“Deal.”

You ended the stream with a victory streak, a trending hashtag, and a dinner date in the works. Chat couldn’t stop shipping you two, and for once, you didn’t mind.

The morning after the stream was surreal. Both your notifications and Kraan’s were blowing up on social media. Clips of you busting into his room and the clutch resurrections had gone viral, and the hashtag #PocketedIRL was trending on Twitter.

@OverwatcherLover87: “When will I find someone who pockets me the way Y/N pockets Kraan? 😭 #PocketedIRL”

@Flooofity: “Y/N leaning on Kraan during stream and then asking him out? ICONIC. We’re witnessing history guys.”

You tried to ignore your phone as you sat in Kraan’s kitchen, sipping coffee from one of his mugs. The smell of something burning caught your attention, and you turned to see him standing at the stove, looking sheepish.

“Uh… I was trying to make pancakes,” he admitted, holding up a slightly charred creation.

“Is this supposed to be an apology for all those times you charged in without my permission?” you teased, leaning against the counter.

Kraan chuckled, flipping the sad pancake onto a plate. “No, but now that you mention it, consider this my way of saying thanks for saving me all the time.”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help smiling. “I guess I’ll accept it.”

The next stream started a little later that day, but the anticipation was clear as day. Your own chat was filled with questions about the morning.

[PocketMain]: DID YOU GUYS HAVE BREAKFAST TOGETHER??

[BigFan44]: IS KRAAN ACTUALLY A GOOD COOK??

[OMGOMGOMG]: TELL US ABOUT THE DATE!!

You tried to stay focused on the game, but Kraan didn’t make it easy.

“Alright, Y/N,” he said as you loaded into your first match. “You ready to carry me again?”

“Only if you don’t charge into five people alone,” you fired back.

“Pfft, no promises,” he replied, laughing.

The banter came easily, and your synergy in game felt even better than usual. Kraan’s Reinhardt plays were aggressive but calculated, and you found yourself pulling off riskier moves to keep him alive; flying across enemy lines to heal him, damage boosting him mid-Shatter, and even sneaking in a clutch res behind enemy Orisa’s shield.

“Y/N, how do you even manage to do that every time!?” Kraan asked after one particularly impressive res, his voice filled with awe.

“Magic,” you replied smoothly, earning a chuckle from him and a wave of spammed hearts from chat.

[KraanFan69]: MARRIAGE SPEEDRUN WHEN???

[PocketGang]: THE CHEMISTRY IS UNREAL.

[BigFan44]: Y/N IS THE MVP. KRAAN IS JUST ALONG FOR THE RIDE.

Things took a surprising turn during your third match, set on King’s Row. Midway through the game, Kraan’s microphone cut out.

“Uh, chat, one sec,” he said, his voice suddenly faint as he reached for something offscreen. You glanced at your second monitor to see chat freaking out.

[OMGOMGOMG]: DID HE JUST SAY HE LIKES Y/N??

[FrogFriendzz]: PLAY IT BACK. PLAY IT BACK!!

“Kraan? Everything okay?” you asked, genuinely confused.

His mic clicked back on, and his laugh was a little too nervous. “Yeah, yeah, just… dropped my water bottle. We’re good.”

You squinted at the camera. “You sure you’re not hiding something?”

“Absolutely not,” he replied quickly.

You weren’t convinced, but you let it slide, though chat however clearly wasn’t letting it go.

[LovelyUnicorns32]: HE SAID IT. I SWEAR HE SAID IT.

[BigFan44]: KRAAN IS WHIPPED AND WE LOVE TO SEE IT.

After the stream ended, you leaned back in your chair, watching as Kraan’s camera stayed live for a moment longer.

“That was fun,” you said, still riding the high of another win streak.

“Yeah,” he replied, his smile genuine. “Thanks for putting up with me.”

“Always,” you replied softly.

For a moment, the silence between you was comfortable, your respective chats dying down as viewers slowly trickled out. Then Kraan cleared his throat, looking like he was debating something.

“So… about what chat was saying earlier…” he began.

You raised an eyebrow. “What about it?”

He scratched the back of his neck, clearly nervous. “Did you… hear anything weird? Like, when my mic cut out?”

You leaned forward, smirking. “Should I have?”

Kraan groaned, burying his face in his hands. “Oh my God. Forget I said anything.”

“No way,” you said, grinning now. “You can’t just leave me hanging like that!”

He peeked at you through his fingers, his face flushed. “Fine. Maybe I said something like… I don’t know… ‘I like Y/N’ or something dumb like that.”

Your heart skipped a beat, but you played it cool. “You like me, huh?”

Kraan groaned again, his embarrassment obvious. “This is why I shouldn’t talk when I think my mic is off.”

You couldn’t help laughing, though your voice softened as you said, “Well, for the record… I like you too.”

Kraan blinked, his face a mix of surprise and relief. “Wait, seriously?”

“Yeah, seriously,” you replied, smiling.

His grin returned, and he leaned closer to his camera. “Guess chat was right for once.”

“They usually are,” you teased, your heart racing as his laughter filled your headphones.

The clip of Kraan’s accidental confession and your subsequent response went viral almost immediately. Chat coined the term #PocketedForLife, and the internet couldn’t get enough of your story.

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the end… kinda rushed the ending but i didn’t know how to close it🙂‍↕️

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