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“Get up. We’re goin’ out.”
Sombra looked up from her screens, the furrow in her brow smoothing out and her clenched jaw relaxing as she looked at Jesse. “Where?” She asked, already standing up from her position on the couch and beginning to slip the sneakers on.
Jesse grinned that crooked grin of his, expression playful. “There’s an arcade that opened up nearby. We’re goin’.”
That gave Sombra pause. “Is it, like, a cover for something?” She asked, already planning for an undercover mission.
“Nope. Just a good ol’ fashioned arcade. You’ve been working for five hours straight, it’s time for a break,” Jesse informed her, matter-of-factly. He was already walking towards the door, glancing back over his shoulder at her as he spoke.
“It has not been…” Sombra trailed off as she glanced at the clock. It was 5:58 P.M., and she had started working at 1:00. “Huh. Oops,” she mumbled. For the first time, something like a frown graced Jesse’s face. He always hated when she overworked herself.
It made something warm bloom inside her heart whenever she was reminded about how much he cared about her. Before him, she never had anyone there to distract her when she worked for too long, to drag her into bed when she stayed up for days, to make sure she ate when she forgot. It was really nice.
So she didn’t object to him dragging her away from her work. Instead, she finished putting on her shoes and followed him out the door.
“Have you ever been to an arcade, Vaquero ?” Sombra asked as Jesse took in their surroundings with wonder. It wasn’t even that impressive; a single floor packed with retro arcade machines, and a small prize counter in the corner.
“No,” Jesse admitted, still staring around the room. “It’s so… bright. And loud.” Rays of colored light from the various machines flashed across his face, making him squint.
Sombra laughed. “Well, yeah. It’s an arcade. That’s the point.” As she spoke, she twined their fingers together, tugging on Jesse’s arm to drag him around the room. “Lets see if they have any good games.”
There was a variety of games, from retro Pac-Man to the new StarCraft. Within minutes, Sombra was sucked in, letting herself relax and have fun for the first time in way too long.
She was in the middle of playing Vivi’s Adventure when she was interrupted by a huge Pachimari plush being shoved into her face. She blinked a few times, taking the Pachimari into her hands. It was soft and fluffy underneath her fingertips. Looking up, Sombra found Jesse standing next to her, grinning with pride. “I beat the claw machine,” he informed her, puffing his chest out.
Sombra couldn’t help but giggle at how proud he was. Jesse would never fail to be absolutely adorable. She told him as much, enjoying the way it made a bright blush settle over his cheeks.
“Well, thank ya kindly, Darlin’,” he said, taking her hand in his. “C’mon, there’s somethin’ else I wanna show ya.”
Jesse led her through the arcade, grinning the whole time. Normally, Sombra hated surprises, but with the way Jesse was smiling, she didn’t mind the mystery behind the final thing he wanted to show her.
“Ta da!” Jesse proclaimed when they arrived at the corner of the building. The first thing Sombra took note of was the large sign hanging from the ceiling that proclaimed ‘Karaoke!’ and the stage with two cheap microphones.
The cliche nature of the whole thing made Sombra do a double take. She was at an arcade, with her boyfriend, whom she loved very much, and he was trying to get her to do karaoke with him. It was so domestic and was tooth-rottingly sappy and Sombra loved it.
“Okay, let’s do it.” Jesse blinked a few times, eyebrows shooting into his hairline. “What?” Sombra asked.
“I just thought I’d have to, y’know, get everyone to chant your name or somethin’ to get you to agree,” he admitted, cocking his head as he spoke.
Sombra rolled her eyes as she walked past him, hopping onto the stage and grabbing one of the microphones. “Worried that my singing voice will put yours to shame?” she asked, smirking as she scrolled through the song selection.
Chuckling, Jesse followed her with a bright gleam in his eyes. “I’ll show you,” he muttered, grabbing a microphone for himself.
A bark of laughter escaped Sombra at his words. “Sure, Vaquero . Sure.” She wished she had a camera to capture the look of offense on his face. Instead, she just did her best to commit the look to memory.
Jesse grumbled something under his breath as Sombra selected an upbeat pop song, the music beginning to play loud enough to drown out his mutterings. “Are you ready to get beat?”
Jesse straightened, sending a wink her way. “Oh, bring it on.”