If it is okay can I get sombra with a wife!s/o where her wife got into an accident so sombra needs to stay home and take care of her because s/o can't really get out of bed thanks so much I really appreciate it!!
I am so fucking gay for Sombra, I love her so so much! Also this is how I remember my crash, minus the injuries and the amazing wife, my phone even got thrown from the car lol
It took less than two seconds but in your head it felt like forever, you saw the moment the windshield cracked, watched the headlights turn the grass nearly white, you could see the shards flying past your face. The car ended up laying on the driver’s side as the glass rained down to collect on the ground below you, you don’t know when you took your seat belt off but you’re huddled against the roof of the car with your knees drawn up to your chest as you sob, apologizing to no one over and over and over again. Someone helps you out of the car and sits with you while the paramedics arrive, you can’t stop crying long enough to answer your questions and you can’t stop looking for your phone, you need to call Sombra. She’d make you feel better, you need your wife.
It had been thrown from the car, still laying on the concrete while you had stopped 15-20 feet into the grass, you thanked whatever god there was when it worked, trying to calm yourself just enough to speak to her. You hadn’t even been on the line two whole seconds before you felt the device buzz and send her a real-time location, you didn’t need to say anymore but she didn’t hang up, she kept speaking to you in loving tones as she promised good health and comfort.
“I love you, querida. I’m almost there, you’re going to be just fine.” And she was there very soon, sweatpants hanging off of her slim hips as her hair sticks up humorously. You’re bloody, too many minor cuts along your features make you look worse than you feel. But then again, the adrenaline hasn’t worn off yet so maybe you do feel like shit. “Oh, Hermosa, Mi Vida.” She murmurs as she pulls you into a loving hug, kissing your hair as she picks tiny shards of glass from your locks.
The paramedics want to take you to the hospital to check your leg and Sombra helps you into the ambulance before sitting next to you, taking your hand in hers as she brings it to her bare lips. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to!” You apologize again, eyes welling with tears. After the hospital and the diagnosis of a fractured femur and a gash on your forearm they send the two of you home with strict instructions, don’t do anything strenuous.
“Do you think that means no sex?” Sombra asks as the two of you sit on the couch, eating Chinese takeout and watching some old TV show.
“I’d be willing to break a bone for that,” you grin at her as you suck a noodle into your mouth. She tilts her head back and laughs as she strokes your hair, her arms move to bring you closer to her so she can kiss you gently before smiling down at you.
“I love you so much, I’m so glad you’re okay.”
“I love you too, I’m glad I’m still here to make sure you eat at least twice a day.” You chuckle as she kisses you again, her lips curled up at the edges.