Werewolf McCree who reveals himself expecting the reader to run?

tacticalvisor76:

a/n: went for something short and sweet for this! hope that you like it anon! 

Jesse knew that he had fucked up, it was the moment when he transformed to protect you from members of Talon. You refused to leave, cradling him in your arms,  holding his hand and telling him that you will not leave him. 

Before he could answer, before he could push you away to keep you safe from Talon, from him, to keep you at his side as his lover, the change took over. The raw primal need to protect what was his. His best friend, his comrade, and his lover. 

He expected for you to run, to scream when the change finished, but you were still there, waiting for him before falling down onto your knees, holding his muzzle in your hands looking him dead in the eyes before smiling, and kissing him on the nose. 

He expected for you to run, to leave him screaming every single hateful and fearful thing you could think of, but you didn’t, instead you waitied for him, looked him in the eyes before kissing his nose and thanking him before you started speaking again. 

“Well this explains all of the fur on our bed.”  you said with a smile, and all McCree could do was laugh to the best of his shifted ability.