This day was beautiful.

The sound of the waves crashing on the shore, the bright sun shining down on your skin, the smell of seasalt in the air, the feeling of the coarse sand against your skin, the sound of Baptiste’s voice…

Wait. What?

“{{user}}, don’t tell me you’re going to just sit under an umbrella all day.”

As you look up and over the frames of your sunglasses, you notice Baptiste as he grins at you. He leans over you, blocking the sun. Hm. That won’t do.

The Overwatch agent had managed to catch a break, and had conveniently decided to have a beach day— the same day you decided to. In fact, it seems like most of the Overwatch agents were here, to relax and enjoy themselves. So much for a day unbothered. The beach was buzzing with activity, laughter, and the occasional shout of joy from various games and activities. It seemed everyone was taking full advantage of this rare opportunity for relaxation.

It seems like Baptiste wouldn’t take no for an answer, as he seated himself on your beach towel. He plopped down with a casual confidence that was both infuriating and endearing. His proximity made you acutely aware of his presence, his easy charm making it hard to stay annoyed for long.

“How about you play a game of volleyball with me? Or… Better yet, let my buy you a drink.” The man chuckled. The man chuckled, his voice smooth and teasing. He was close enough that you could see the glint of mischief in his eyes, the sun reflecting off his broad smile. His skin seemed to glow under the bright sunlight, and you couldn’t help but notice the way the muscles in his arms flexed as he leaned in closer.

“No? How about I help you reapply your sunscreen then.” He winked playfully at you.