Jealous!Widowmaker × Reader
Widow wasn't normally the jealous type, she preffers the term 'protective' and it would take alot for her to admit that. She trusted you of course, but it was people she didn't trust. She only trusted you and (she would never admit it, but Sombra)
She knows you're more than capable of taking care of yourself. It's one of the many reasons why she's attracted to you; you're strong and independent.
You met in an untraditional way, at a party she was attending under cover. You had a bright, honest smile that stood out among all of the disingenuine ones of those around you. You stood out like a sore thumb, but in a good way. The way you eagerly greeted those around you was out of the ordinary, especially when you smiled at Widow. It took her a second to regain her composure. You had turned around as she was walking passed you to follow her target, but you tapped her shoulder and stuck out your hand. Initially it was going to be a short conversation until you pointed out the man Widow was following, which surprised her. You payer attention to those around you. And no one would really seem to guess that someone as sweet as you could be so, as Widow put it, aware. You have a good eye she complemented. And you offered her more information,telling her things Sombra didn't even know since as you said 'there's just some things you can't find out from a computer'.
After the interaction, Widow, with some help from Sombra, found some more information on you. You found out things about her and began an interestion relationship. It was almost as if you were her personal spy, with no affiliation with Talon. You joked that you could join, but Widow was very against it. NON, you will not join Talon. They would take you, yes. You're very smart, mon cherie, but they would not be good to you. It was a strange feeling for Widow, the twist in her chest when she thought about you working for Talon. It could only be described as a feeling close to caring. She would make sure you never joined Talon
Eventually you giving her information started turning out to be more of what one might call a date or several dates... Which led to actual dating. Though it took the two of you a while to admit it, let alone put a name to it.
It wasn't until a certain mission (you attended 'undercover') that Widow's jealousy came out. It's never out of the ordinary for either of you to flirt with other people to get information, hell Sombra had a non Talon related mission where you pretended to be Sombra's wife, but this particular interaction was just pushing Widow over the edge
There was a woman who might have some much needed information on a certain project that is presumed to be connected with Katya Volskaya... she happened to be at this party and she also happened to take a lot of interest in you. She couldn't help herself but to touch your waist and offer you many drinks. You played along and even placed a hand on her chest as she asked for a dance. Widow was not happy, but Sombra was having the time of her life.
Her hands, I will break every single bone in them if she touches your hips one more time I swear to God Widow whispered on your personal line. You smirked and looked over the woman's shoulder to see Widow glaring. It happened to be the perfect moment to respond to both Widow and this annoying woman Darling trust me, I'm only yours tonight. She smiled not understanding at all who you were talking to as the two of you swayed to the music.
Widow couldn't stand it and decided she was going to break the rules a little. She danced her way through the crowd and straight to you and the woman Excuse me, I believe you, mon cherie, promised me a dance. The woman attempted to interupt but Widow practically snarled at her as she grabbed you by your hips and pulled you against herself. You tried to speak but Widow stopped you. I know I shouldn't have but she was getting yo comfortable with you. That is not how you should be touched, its not how you liked to be touched. She turned her head away and you could see a small blush. You would tease her if you weren't also blushing. You thanked her, the woman was actually making you uncomfortable, which was rare. I should have stopped her sooner, she was disgusting.
After the mission, Sombra teased Widowmaker for being jealous and told you two to enjoy a night to yourselves. She knew Widow would go back to base just to sneak off and spend the evening with you. You were sure Gabe knew as well but he didn't seem to have any interest in informing any one of your evening plans let alone your relationship.
You waited patiently in your bed until you heard the screen door on your balchony open. You already knew who it was. Getting up. You rushed over to the living room to see her standing there. She walked toward you and immediately pulled you into her arms, kissing you slowly and with everything she had. Her tongue pressed against yours and her hands pulled at your shirt. When you broke away she continued to kiss your neck and cheek I hate seeing people touch you. I hate watching and hearing you flirt with them. You're so beautiful, they don't deserve your attention
You've never seen her like this before. (not that you were complaining) Almost as if she had a bunch of pent up frustration from multiple missions and that woman was the last straw.
Kissing you again, Widow led you to your couch and laid you down. She continued to kiss you as she climbed on top of you and slipped off her shirt. You're too beautiful for any of them, they should be grateful that they were not my target, because if they were.... You cut her off with a giggle and another kiss. What's funny? You smiled and said her jealousy.
it was very rare for Widow to blush, yet there she was. Her eyes went wide and she shook her head in denial, I am not jealous, and I WAS not jealous. I just.... I didn't appreciate the way she held onto you. It's not appropriate. You smirked and looked down to her hands that were pulling down your pants, 'And the way you're touching me is?' Widow blushed again. You promised you were teasing, but she pouted. You pressed a kiss against her pout which encouraged her to continue.
Widow pulled back one more time to try and plead her case but you pressed a finger to her lips, 'Show me how I should be touched.'
