two holiday-themed headcanons for my favorite Overwatch pairings
Emily and Lena
Lena stood in front of a door with two big paper bags in her hand. The door she was so associated with, the door, behind which the only love of her life was living. The one with who she would spend the upcoming three weeks she, as an Overwatch agent, got for holiday vacation. Of course, she had to be ready for an emergency meeting at any minute, but now, she just wanted to enjoy the time with Emily.
She pushed the door bell and listened carefully to hear footsteps from behind. The door opened and there Emily was, her face covered in flour. looked like she wasn't expecting her to arrive this early.
"Lena, oh god! you're already here!" Emily couldn't hold it in herself and hugged her girlfriend tight, completely forgetting that she was carrying the bags with christmas presents for her and Winston.
"Yeah, love, I wanted to surprise you," Lena responded with a smile after Emily let go and picked up one of the bags. She suddenly panicked and grabbed it from her.
"No," she shrieked and covered the open bag with her hand, "Don't look in, there are presents there."
"Didn't you forget about Winston? You know we are visiting him like last year," Emily just laughed and let her into the room. These Holidays will be great, well, like every Holidays, when they could be together.
When Lena took off her pilot jacket and left the presents aside, her girlfriend was already sitting on the couch in their living room. While she was heading there, she observed the apartment closely.
"Not much has changed since I visited last time" Lena constated, as she sat beside Emily, clinging onto her and started placing soft kisses on her girlfriend's face.
"You're being so clingy, what's going on," she giggled, being basically forced to not leave. Lena didn't answer, just rested her head on her chest. Emily slowly closed her eyes, while playing with her girlfriend's brown hair.
These times were nothing but pure domesticity and love. And they wanted to stay it that way.
Reaper and Widowmaker
It was Christmas.
Everyone was slowly collecting families to their homes to spend precious moments together and to enjoy time with their loved ones. The issue was that not all have said people they value to be with.
This could describe the woman known as Widowmaker. The times, when she was looking forward to this time of year, to the time she could spend with her family and especially her beloved husband, were gone.
The worst thing was Widowmaker still viewed these heart-warming memories. The only thing Talon couldn't take from her, the countless times she was standing on the planks of a big theatre having a ballet recital. The times her husband brought her a bouquet of flowers when she was getting ready to go on the stage. This all was now nowhere to be found, only inside her.
The truth was, Widowmaker still enjoyed ballet. She practised figures from her past recitals, when no one was around, which was at the moment.
Seeing her dancing was breathtaking and a particular someone, who was observing her dance, knew that.
After a few steps, Widowmaker eventually stopped in her little performance and looked around the small room. She knew someone was with her.
"Gabriel," she whispered, "Are you here?" He didn't have to cover himself in the blackness anymore. However, he was patient and stood still.
Widowmaker went back to her ballet. However, as soon as she slowly rose her arms to the air, she felt something heavy on her left hand. The woman swiftly turned towards the one, who was holding her. It was who she thought. Reaper.
"I knew you were watching," she said, when he remained holding her hand in the air.
"Can i dance with you?" his deep voice floated towards her, when she wrapped her right arm around Gabriel's waist.
"You don't know how," she responded with a hint of annoyance, although he knew she didn't actually mean it.
"Is that a problem?" he whispered, when he let go of her hand. She stepped closer, unstrapping his mask, revealing a dark, bruised skin and two black eyes, staring at her. He was surprisingly warm as well, even she could feel it.
"I suppose it does not" she finished as she laid her head on his chest. They truly didn't have to talk a lot with each other. Their body language could make up for a full-on conversation.
hey, everyone, merry Christmas to you all over the world
and if you don't celebrate Christmas i wish you at least a happy start of the year 2021, i wish your deepest desires come true and i Hope you enjoy this time of year with your family and loved ones
the headcanons you have read are just me, contributing to the respective ship's fanwork, still, i think they're decent
so again, have a merry Christmas, happy New year and i wish you the best
goodbye, leafeon
