Prompt: Emily finds out Tracer had an affair with Widowmaker when Tracer comes home late.
Note: This was a small little story I wrote during a little writing prompt game with my friend!! I hope y’all like it.. you can request prompts for your ships!!
“I love you, Lena…” Emily smiled, a smile forming on her lips as her girlfriend pulled her close, kissing her on the forehead. They cuddled close and Lena stroked Emily’s hair until the ginger fell fast asleep, in her lover’s arms. Engulfed in a dream world, Emily was stuck watching as a woman who’s skin was cold and blue, almost dead, lined up her shot towards one dreamy Lena Oxton. It wasn’t too far off that Emily would have nightmares like this; Lena had a dangerous job. Emily’s biggest fear was getting that call… the one that would shake her world up and flip it all upside down.
It was when the spider-like woman laughed and muttered in French and pulled the trigger, killing the unaware Pilot that Emily jolted up in bed, screaming at the top of her lungs - “LENA!!” The ginger scanned the room, wiping the beads of sweat from her forehead. “Lena?” She turned to glance at Lena - but the Pilot’s side of the bed was cold and empty. Emily’s eyebrows furrowed. Maybe Lena had gotten up for the restroom, but no doubt she’d come running back upon hearing Emily’s scream. Emily slid to the edge of the bed, her feet landing on the cold hard wood floor and beginning to search their small London apartment. Alas, Lena was nowhere to be found.
Emily put on a kettle to make herself a cup of tea - just as Lena would if she had been there when Emily woke up after the terrible nightmare. She pulled down Lena’s favorite mug and poured the hot water into the cup, and allowed the teabag to sit for a while. In the silence of the apartment, a key turning in the door echoed, and Emily turned around. She could hear the whispering of Lena, obviously on the telephone.
“I’ll see you in a few weeks again, then? Can’t wait… You are the highlight of all things, beautiful… yeah, I’m in the apartment… I love ya! Bye, love.” Emily could make out the faint phone conversation, and it wasn’t just ‘friendly’. Emily stood behind the kitchen counter, looking expectantly at the door as Lena slid in swiftly. They made full eye contact. “Emily-“ Lena began and Emily felt the dam in her eyes collapse, filling with tears. “Who was that, Lena?” She asked, walking around to stand behind the sofa.
“Emily - love - it was no one - Nothing! I just went out for uh…” Tracer glanced around frantically for an excuse. “Please let me explain…”
“The phone call was explanation enough, Lena. How long has this been going on? Who is she?” Emily demanded answers as she could physically feel her heart clenching and breaking inside of her chest. Her hands went to push ginger hair out of her face, as her chest began to heave. Lena stood silently, unable to respond. She knew what she had done was wrong… Seeing Emily this hurt… Lena’s own eyes filled with tears and her stomach pitted in regret.
“Just fucking tell me, Lena!” Emily finally shouted, followed by a sob.
“Her name is Amelie..” Lena responded, choking up. “We met on a mission, and - It all just… we got carried away…” Lena looked at Emily’s pained expression, blinking herself across the room to reach for Emily’s hand. She felt her heart shatter when Emily pulled back, stepping out of reach.
“No-“ Emily croaked, crossing her arms. “Just - just go… please, I don’t want to see you.” She begged. “Please, Lena.”
“Emily, please - I love you!” Lena cried out. She knew she couldn’t excuse her actions.
“If you loved me, we wouldn’t be in this situation, Lena, please just leave -“ Emily shook her head and refused to look her girlfriend in the eye. Lena backed away and nodded slowly.
“I still love you, Emily… I’m sorry… I really am…” She moved towards the door, exiting. Before shutting the apartment door, she looked back to see Emily slide to her knees and break into sobs. She knew there was nothing she could do.
And just like that, everything they had built together was gone… It was over.