PFFF So imagine that McCree/Widowmaker becomes like Soma/Erina. Where Widow can’t admit McCree’s food is really good even though he made it with dollar store ingredients and he doesn’t know the names of any of the techniques he used XD. (Also Widowmaker having a Food-wars style, Clothes-bursting foodgasm is the funniest thing I’ve ever imagined…) Sombra’s just in the background looking amazed/applauding.

itshigh-boop:

McCree looking pretty happy with his cooking until Widowmaker grabs onto the counter, dragging herself up off the floor after the shock of eating something so delicious. There’s no way that McCree of all people could’ve made food like that. It’s just not possible. When he asks her how she the food was, she claims that it was terrible and leaves their home, leaving Sombra having to cheer up a poor, sulking McCree.