Could I get Junkrat and Roadhog with an s/o who's recovering from surgery, and is getting frustrated with herself because of how long it's taking her to recover?
She got out of the hospital bed and grabbed the clothes she could nowchange into. Her broken arm was nearly immovable due to how it waspatched up, and she could already feel herself becoming frustratedwith it.
It wasn’t any easier a week later when her arm was still as good asuseless. She could barely hold anything in her fingers, even if itwas just a pencil, and it was difficult to do things one-handed. Thedull pain coming from the nerves around the broken bone didn’t helpand the medicine for it made her sleepy.
She was in her kitchen, cooking some water in the water heater. Thetea bag and mug waited on the table next to her, and she leaned herhips on it, tapping her fingers against her forearm impatiently.Finally the heater beeped to show that the water was boiling, and shegrabbed it with the thought of ’finally’.
Only, she grabbed it a little too hastily – her grip was terribleand it ended up slipping from her hand, falling straight to thefloor. Hot water spilled not only on her hand, but on her feet, too.
“AA, CRAP!” she shouted to herself, muttering morecurse words under her breath as she turned on the tap, getting somecold water on the burn on her hand. Her frustration was about toreach its peak when she heard the bedroom door open.
“Oi, why are you screaming so early in the morning?”Jamison asked, yawning and scratching his scalp once. His messy andburnt hair was even messier than usual, since he’d just woken up. Shelooked away from him, frowning silently. Of course Junkrat wouldn’tpick up on something so subtle, and he just went to pick up the waterheater from the floor and place it back on the counter.
“You always complain I make a mess of things,” he commentedbriefly as he started looking through the cabinets for a snack. He’dmore than likely be off soon, to his and Roadhog’s base. Theyprobably had a lot of crime to plan.
“Because you do make a mess of things,” she pointed outsnarkily, keeping her hand soaked under the water. The burn wasstarting to feel better. On her feet, her socks took most of the hit.“If it weren’t for you, my arm wouldn’t be broken, would it?”she continued in that same annoyed tone. Jamison barely stopped whathe was doing, only briefly glancing toward her.
“Geez, [Name], that’s a lot of hostility in a short time. Itain’t my fault you went and touched one o’ my unfinished projects,”he just replied.
“Excuse me! I didn’t want to touch it, I just tripped on yourother unfinished project onthe floor!”[Name] retorted, turning around to point at her lover angrily only torealize she’d taken her hand away from the water. She winced and putit back under the cold stream. It was enough for Jamison to noticethe burn, though.
“Looks like you hurt yo'self,”he pointed out and grabbed a piece of toast, eating it plain. [Name]wondered how he’d gotten so tall with a diet like that. God, was hetall. “Better be more careful or you’re gonna end up like me,”he said, eating the other half of the toast in two bites. [Name] tooka brief glance at the missing arm and leg of her pyromaniacboyfriend. She sighed.
“I guess,” she huffed andfinally turned off the water. Her hand shook a little, but it wasjust a first degree burn. She’d be fine in an hour. “Ah, itstill stings…” she muttered. Jamison swallowed the last of hispiece of bread, then grabbed [Name]’s wrist and brought her hand up.Before she could ask, he’d pressed his lips against the burn andkissed it.
“There, cured it,” hegrinned, watching the blush rise on his s/o’s cheeks. He figured itdidn’t actually help, but [Name]’s reactions were always funny.
“G-gah! That did nothing!”she protested and yanked her hand away, turning her gaze to thefloor. “Anyway! I have to clean this mess. Get out!” sheexclaimed, grabbing some paper towels to dry the floor. She no longerlooked toward Junkrat, and the man simply shrugged before heading forthe door.
“Sure. You know where to findme,” he said, waving lazily and grabbing one more piece of whitebread before exiting the apartment. [Name] kept cleaning the floorwith her burnt hand, blushing madly. At least she was no longerthinking about her broken arm.
She’d been confined to her bed forthree days straight. With her leg broken, she couldn’t move aroundlike before, and it ached constantly. Lucky for her, Mako was morethan happy to spend most of his time at her apartment, taking care ofher.
“Won’t Jamison miss you, withyou being gone so much?” his s/o teased while he placed thebreakfast tray on her lap. “Thank you.”
“The rat can take care ofhimself,” he said before slumping onto the small couch in[Name]’s bedroom. She just giggled, taking a bite of her eggs after.She always enjoyed Roadhog’s cooking. That he possessed such a skillwas a surprise, even though it probably shouldn’t have been.
“Mm, you’ve outdone yourself,”she hummed, complimenting her private chef like she usually did. Italways made Mako happy to see his lover smiling. Of course, due tohis nature, he didn’t say anything about it. She seemed content withit.
It was quiet for a few beats, [Name]eating and Mako watching her eat. Only when she stopped to sighbetween bites did he talk again.
“What’s wrong?” he asked,tone quite neutral. His s/o just turned to look at him and smiledagain.
“I’m just a littlefrustrated… Being stuck in bed all day. I’d like to do somethingelse than watch movies, you know?” she said, then put down herfork and placed the tray on her bedside table. “We could go tothe park, or I could finally visit your base…”
“No,” Mako cut in, shakinghis head once, “stay.” His s/o averted her gaze, thenreached for her crutches.
“Come on, I just want to dosomething more fun… I’m bored up here,” she said and leanedthe crutches against the floor. She was about to get up and put herweight on them when Roadhog suddenly stood up. He grabbed hershoulder, surprisingly softly, stopping her.
“Stay in bed. You’ll healquicker,” he said, causing his s/o to look up at him withfrustration in her eyes.
“Stay in bed and I’ll let youinto the base,” he cut her off, causing a surprised expressionto appear on her features. There was an excited glint in her eyes.
“Really?” Mako nodded andshe smiled, showing teeth. “Wah, I’m glad. You’ve been keepingme away for so long. I’ve gotten really curious.” Now that shewasn’t resisting, he took away the crutches and helped her to herprevious position on the bed. “But I’ll get to pick the nextmovie we watch, though.”
“Deal,” he agreed easily,then moved the tray back into her lap. She was still smiling, happythat she’d finally get to see how the two Junkers lived. And Mako washappy to see her smiling.
