Took You Under Our Wing
A/N: A Mercy/Pharah + Mercy/D.VA commission, for an anonymous patron. Not explicit, not too suggestive. Just good old fashioned fluff.
The world spun when she stood. So Hana laid down on her bed, staring at the rivets in the ceiling. Occasionally she glanced to the digital clock on her bedside table, the broken red lines blurring into numbers that didn’t make any sense.
She always had trouble sleeping. When she was younger her parents blamed it on video games. It was true that staring at bright screens all night didn’t help… but she could never explain it away without sounding like she was making excuses. Fast forward a few years and some misdiagnoses later: her new friend Angela set her up with another doctor who might be able to help. Lo and behold, she had insomnia. But like, she really had it. It was official now. A doctor said it.
Like, she’d been saying as much for years now, and if someone had listened to her sooner they would have known that, but it was honestly whatever.