hackthehighnoon:

Between finals and studying, I haven’t been able to write much but hopefully this will suffice for lovely McSombra.

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When they watch movies together, McCree easily drifts off to sleep. Sombra knows this before his head even falls against her shoulder. She only shifts his hat to rest on her own head before making sure the red serape covers both their bodies.

It took a while for Sombra to trust McCree with bandaging her wounds, but trust is a two way deal.

Her fingertips have ghosted over his skin in anxiety.

She’s helped wipe blood off his face and messily dressed several small wounds before. When he stops her skin from bleeding, his hands are steady and gentle. Letting her relax with words like ‘sugar’ and ‘my darling’.

Sombra is usually the last one to appear after a mission. Even if its well past midnight, McCree waits in the darkness. Smoking his fifth cigarette and knowing she will come back to him. 

“She’s clever and quick, she’ll never get in too much trouble.” He tells himself over and over.

She greets him by taking his cigarette right out of his mouth and kissing him. Flicking into view, she takes a a drag. Puffing the smoke out in a small cloud, she asks if he miss her with that sly grin spraying around her lips.