(based on that amazing artwork of Sombra I just reblogged. if anyone can find the artist credit for that piece, please do) – sweet h/c here, folks
Jesse wakes slowly, his awareness shifting around through closed eyelids as he realizes that something is off. He sits up and notices immediately that he is alone.
“Sombra?” He yawns, rubbing the corners of his eyes, looking towards the closed bathroom door. “it’s almost sunrise, you still up?” He shuffles on heavy feet towards the bathroom and opens the door. “Come on, come to bed.”
“I… can’t.” she says, panting, trying to speak through her clenched jaw. “I can’t. Sleep. Just. Go back to… to bed. I’ll be f-fine.”
The hair on Jesse’s arms and the back of his neck stands straight up. He takes a good look at her, blinking to clear his sleepy eyes in the darkness.
AHHHHHHH this is exactly what I was thinking of when I saw that picture! This is so perfect…the way he worries about her, the way she tries to keep it to herself, and the way he wants to take care of her…GAH! These two are too much for me. Thank you for blessing us with this!
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