– You started to realise one of the many reasons why Junkrat refused to bath, even when the option was given to him. The dirt, soot and oil that completely caked his skin worked as a fairly decent sun blocker, he still had tan lines when you managed to hose him down but it was never burnt badly..
– Now the pair of you were sat on the beach and Jamison was clean, you had made a compromise with him, if he washed his second skin off you would go around in minimal beach wear, a deal the Junker was more then happy to agree too.
– And that brought you to a bright red blond sitting between your legs as you sat on the cooler looking down at the sizzled flesh. He grumbled to himself, arms crossed and a pout on his face.
– “I told you Rat… suncream.. I even offered to put some on for you…” you sighed and pulled out a bottle of after sun hoping it would help the agitated man. You both sat under the shade of the large parasol you’d brought. You handed him a bottle of water which he glad accepted and pretty much guzzled down in one.
– A derogative snort was his reply before he ever so slightly, all his skin feeling tight and aching turned to face you, he slid down his shades and amber eyes shot you a look.
– You could have flicked the sore looking nape of his neck but decided against it. He hated to feel stupid, that wasn’t your intention but… you had told him.. “Never needed it before darl’“
– Ignoring him you rubbed some of the soothing lotion on your hands and started to slowly, softly, place your hands on his back. He hissed and lurched forward, almost bending himself in half to avoid you.
– “Fuuuuck me side ways luv..do ya hate me tha’ much? fuckin’ Christ on a fuckin’ bike!” He whined and kept himself folded to avoid your hands, not wanting to experience that again.
-”Jamieson Fawkes, are you a junker or a pussy? sit back here now” you demanded and pointed to between your legs once more. “It will help, I promise you..”
– He narrowed his eyes at you before sitting back fully, shifting a little closer to you, you could tell from the low grumbling sound and the twitching of his facial expression that if you had been anyone else you’d be missing your head right now. He seemed to calm down though.
– “I promise…” you stroked behind his ear softly, earing a much nicer sound from Junkrat as he leaned into the gentle rub at one of the few places that didn’t feel like it was on fire.
– Your cool hands with more lotion started to rub the red hot skin, gently, softly, pleased he was taking it better then before. You added more, rubbing down his arms, sides, he soon turned around and you did the mans chest, his eyes always focused on your face.
– “I think this ‘as to be tha’ worst time I’ve ever ‘ad between ya legs mate..” he laughed at his crude joke and with that you flicked his shoulder, rolling your eyes. “Just sit and it’ll feel less stingy soon..”
– “I ‘ope this makes ya realise I got me reasons for me filth..” Jamie huffed, adjusting his ponytail with a sour look. You just rolled your eyes and gently kissed his cheek.
ahhhh would it be okay to request some hc’s where junkrat’s s/o helps him take care of a really bad sunburn?
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