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Hana dashed around the corner, breathing heavily. Clutching her light gun to her chest, she stuck to the side of the wall, trying not to be seen out of her mech. She was an easy target this way. Risking a peek around the corner, Hana saw that the rest of her team was engaging the enemy, a double edged sword. Mercy was too busy healing Hana’s allies to get to her, but the enemy team was too busy to go after her. She took a moment to relax, confident now that no one was after her- at least at this immediate moment.
“Miss me?”
Hana violently jumped at the sound of an accented voice materializing out of nowhere, instantly bringing her gun back up. Sombra’s thermoptic camo went down, revealing her standing there smugly, weapon ready.
“Aw, poor little songbird with nowhere to go!” Sombra gloated, smirking. She cocked her machine pistol teasingly.
“I’m not going down without a fight!” Hana shot back, slipping easily into her D.Va persona, her light gun already pointed at Sombra.
A tense silence grew at the stalemate, ready to shatter at the slightest action. Sombra stuck her tongue out at Hana. Hana went to retaliate with a wink, but suddenly bent over instead, clutching at her stomach at a sudden pain.
Hana groaned internally, waiting for Sombra to seize her momentary distraction and shoot her then and there.
Instead, Sombra dropped her weapon and furrowed her eyebrows in concern. “Song? You okay?”
“Why do you care?” Hana responded through gritted teeth, still hunched over. “We’re supposed to be fighting!”
Sombra shrugged, taking a more relaxed position. She nonchalantly leaned onto a nearby table with one elbow. “Doesn’t mean I can’t be worried that you’re suddenly dying of your own accord, does it, bonita ?”
Hana blushed furiously, silently cursing Sombra for being hot without even trying. She managed to straighten up, still wincing in pain slightly. Glaring strongly to cover up her blush, she said, “Its…. it’s cramps.” She sighed, slightly embarrassed. “I’m on my period and i’ve been having bad cramps all day, okay?” She dropped her head into her hands. “Now just shoot me. I just admitted to a cute girl that I’m on my period.”
Sombra clapped her hands to her cheeks, letting out a little groan when her machine pistol hit her cheek. “Aw, you think I’m cute?” Hana blushed harder, turning a deep shade of red. Sombra giggled a little before rummaging around in her deep pockets.
Hana frowned. “What are you doing?”
“Duh, finding you some pain relievers,” Sombra responded. “I’m not a monster. I know cramps suck.” She pulled out a pill capsule and threw it to Hana. “I hope you can take pills dry. We can try to find a water fountain if you need.”
Hana shook her head. “No, it’s fine,” she said, throwing her head back and tossing the pill down her throat. “Thanks, though.” She glanced down at her wristlet, then back up at Sombra, smirking. “You do realize that you’ve given me enough time to call another mech, right?”
Sombra waved a dismissive hand, pink nails sparking. “Girls gotta help other girls.” She snapped a finger gun at Hana, who blushed again and went to press the “Call Mech” button on her wrist.
Before she could actually press it, Sombra reached out, closing the foot between them and grabbed her wrist. “Wait!”
Taken aback, Hana blushed again, cursing her pale skin. “What?” she said, accidentally snapping a little.
“Do you need a tampon? I could probably find a pad, too,” Sombra said, biting her lip. She began to dive into her almost comically large pockets again.
Hana raised an eyebrow. “Was it really necessary to grab my arm?”
“Aw, mi bonita , I thought you’d appreciate it!” Sombra cooed, batting her eyelashes. Hana let out a genuine laugh, and a real smile replaced the almost-permanent smirk on Sombra’s face.
“In your dreams, 연인,” Hana replied, still giggling. “Anyway, I’m good on the tampon front, but thanks for the offer.” She paused for a moment. “And, uh, for the non-murder.”
Sombra stole her move and winked, beginning to activate her thermoptic camo. This time, it was Hana’s turn to dash forward and shout, “Wait!” Sombra raised an eyebrow, waiting.
Hana blushed. “Could I…” She bit her lip. “Could I maybe, uh. Get your number? You’re….not that bad,” she mumbled.
Sombra grinned largely, tongue peeking out from between her teeth. “Aw, that’s so sweet!” she said. If Hana’s eyes weren’t deceiving her, she was blushing a little too. “But there’s no need. I’ll find a way to contact you,” she purred, leaning in.
“Good!” Hana nearly shouted, now a deep tomato. She rubbed her face frantically. “Let’s get back to beating each other’s friends up. That was easier.”
Sombra laughed. “Alright, chica . Adios .”
And with that, she turned invisible, and was gone. Hana hurried called her mech and dived in, glad that when she returned to the battle that none of her teammates could see her blush inside the mech.