Hey Ribbon! Do you have any head cannons for McSombra taking care of each other when one of them has a bout of insomnia?

ribbons-halos:

Oh yes

When McCree finds himself sitting on the edge of the bed with a cigarette in between his fingers and the world on his mind, Sombra always knows what to do. When he gives a weak excuse about not being able to lay back down with her, she steals his cigarette and smokes it with him. He hates it when she does it. It’s already a bad enough habit for him, no need for her to start too so he puts it out and lets her lay him back down. 

Sombra already has a track record of staying up until the sun reappears, but McCree always notices with it falls past the 24 hour mark for her. When that happens, he makes some sweet tea and coaxes her to drink it all before rubbing her shoulders and back. She complains about the other things she needs to focus on but McCree makes her stay long enough that his soft murmurs and massages work her into snoozing. Then, he carries her to their bed.