Not only had Overwatch been family for some, it had been a beacon of hope for others who weren't so lucky. Their reach had never extended into all the countries that had needed them, but he had made certain that it wasn't just monuments that they were deserving of. They wanted to illicit real societal change, wanted to help lift up those who couldn't do it for themselves. In the end, it seemed that not making everyone happy was inevitable and dangerous. Still, it had been a family away from their own ones.
"Don't you wish it was different sometimes?" Deep waxy conversations had never been their strong suit, too objective and tactical for the what ifs and what would bes, but he could dream sometimes. Laughing had felt good even if it hurt. Freeing, that's what it was. "I think she was as in love with you by the end of the night as I was. Kept licking you and followed you right to the fence hoping for some attention."
He sighed heavily and with a nod. It would be a win if both of them managed to eat and keep it down. They had managed with the little bits of protein bar that they had consumed, but this meal would be heavier and fuller. They needed the energy though. "We'll take it slow." God, it would feel nice to be clean, to scrub away the evidence of the trauma they had been through. "I just want to be clean someday." To erase blood and dirt from his skin for a little while, even if he would likely never fully unsee it from himself from now on.
He hummed in agreement, taking the bottle of antibiotics when they were passed over and shaking out some pills for himself. He set the bottle back on the bedside table and then downed the pills in hand with some water. "Considering that rebar turned me into a pin cushion as much as you, I think I need them just as much." It was amazing they had survived. "It was probably dumb luck we survived that. I don't think I could have made it out without you helping me from being pinned as I was."
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200 comments already. gj team
Date: 2019-06-18 01:26 am (UTC)"Don't you wish it was different sometimes?" Deep waxy conversations had never been their strong suit, too objective and tactical for the what ifs and what would bes, but he could dream sometimes. Laughing had felt good even if it hurt. Freeing, that's what it was. "I think she was as in love with you by the end of the night as I was. Kept licking you and followed you right to the fence hoping for some attention."
He sighed heavily and with a nod. It would be a win if both of them managed to eat and keep it down. They had managed with the little bits of protein bar that they had consumed, but this meal would be heavier and fuller. They needed the energy though. "We'll take it slow." God, it would feel nice to be clean, to scrub away the evidence of the trauma they had been through. "I just want to be clean someday." To erase blood and dirt from his skin for a little while, even if he would likely never fully unsee it from himself from now on.
He hummed in agreement, taking the bottle of antibiotics when they were passed over and shaking out some pills for himself. He set the bottle back on the bedside table and then downed the pills in hand with some water. "Considering that rebar turned me into a pin cushion as much as you, I think I need them just as much." It was amazing they had survived. "It was probably dumb luck we survived that. I don't think I could have made it out without you helping me from being pinned as I was."