how do 76, hanzo, and lucio react when they walk into s/o's room to find them crying? i could really use a pick me up right now Q - Q
Aww bby sorry for getting to this late but pls don’t cry!!! I’ve deployed the Overwatch members now to bring you blankets and hot cocoa. Take this in the meantime:
Freezes at first, confused and baffled at the fact that you’re crying, but he recovers in a snap, every other thought in his head flying out in his all encompassing concern for you
Talks in the low, rough voice of his - gently coaxing you into his arms, asking about what happened and he listens with every iota of his attention focus on you
He curls around you as you speak, using his body to try and shield you from whatever is hurting you, despite how he knows how pointless that is
Helps you talk through whatever’s bothering you, giving you a willing ear and advice if you ask for it
Doesn’t really know how to talk about Emotions™ but tries to comfort you in any way he can
He’d kiss you all over as you finish talking to him - gentle, feather light things that tickle until you’re laughing again
Sees you crying and then sees red, hands locked over his bow and asking who did this, who hurt you, I’ll make them bleed for this
You’re crying though, so how could you answer? Seeing you so shaken, he drops his precious bow and rushes to your side, slowly stroking up and down your arms, asking you what’s wrong, what can he fix for you?
He holds you tight in his arms, trying to press his love for you into your skin, tries to ground you with him
He’s patient and loving as you get everything out, utterly ruining both of your shirts with tears and snot and even though you apologize, he waves it off, more glad that you’re slowly becoming your normal self again
Prepares you a bath to relax in, true to his Japanese roots, and gently washes your hair and body for you, intimate and loving and compassionate in every one of his touches
Ends up coaxing you downstairs, popping in one of your favorite movies and taking out the ice cream that he knows you stock in the freezer even though he harps on you on how unhealthy it is. But, well, if you’re happy with it, then he’ll let it slide.
There’s absolutely no hesitation on his part - when he sees you crying he’s by your side in an instant, frantic and worried and concerned
He offers himself as comfort, humming songs softly to you as you cry, but not forcing you to talk if you don’t wish to
As you finish crying, he sings to you songs of love and compassion and helps you wipe your tears away and calm down, making your drink water and settling you back down into bed
It’s here, wrapped up in blankets and in his arms, that you would explain to him why you’re crying and you crack a smile when he tears up just from listening to you
He kisses you slowly, softly - his way of telling you that it’ll be alright, that he’s here for you and that he always will be.
(Perhaps those kisses grow and fan a flame and you forgot you were ever choked up from crying because he moves so right it feels like flying and the high you’re on makes you breathless in such a different way it’s hard to remember anything except for his name)
