#gunslicger

The gift comes as a surprise–many of the gifts had been distributed that morning and Lena had gratefully left the festivities behind in favor for silence and a cup of tea. Though noise and excitement tended to be her forte, the holidays always brought about a small amount of bittersweet emotions swirling through her. Though, of course, it wasn’t much different from the rest. Rough times surrounded the holidays for every member of Overwatch, each finding their own stride in the silence that had taken the base.“Aw, Jesse!” Her face exploded into a grin, genuine cheer overtaking the formerly solemn look. “What’s this?” The paper was torn off with careful intensity, leaving it intact to ball up and throw at the cowboy. Its contents forced a gentle gasp from the woman. “Jesse–” Small hands pulled the clothing from the box. “You.. this..” Words failed her. The lettering was traced, once, twice, three times. Despite the casualness that Jesse exuded, rough emotion coursed through her. It meant more than he could imagine. “Thank you Jesse. Thank you so much!”Her words were punctuated with the unexpected sight of Lena lurching at him, wrapping both arms around his larger form. “This is amazing.”

      she would INSIST that it was not necessary to give her such a costly gift--- but her smile would betray her. it suited her well, aside from the fact that most of her jewellery was made of gold rather than silver; it mattered little, considering the engraving and the thought behind it. she clasped it around her neck almost right away, arms circling around his neck the next moment, a bright smile yet present and a soft kiss pressed to her lover’s lips. ❝ i love it. thank you~❝

      she had MEANT to sit down, but the way his gaze never left her form had stopped her. well aware that jesse had enjoyed festive drinking a little more than her this time, she left room for any and all words or actions before he could throw over her favourite seat in whatever drunk effort he might make. her hands easily placed on his, she gave a bemused, and endeared, smirk in turn.❝ we’re already a couple, schatz. how much more do you want ? i’d also like to note that you don’t need a REASON to kiss me whenever you feel like it, you know.❝

      this passion was better than her lonesome days, she thought--- but it was a little more than just a means of feeling a little more whole again, something that become far too apparent in the way she kissed him despite the heat behind it all.

"I'm not stealing anyone. You're the one drivin' her away with your smokin'."

Best thing I can do for ya is steal his cigars. But I’ve got faith in ya.”

“See Jesse? Even Ang agrees with me!”

(but maybe, just maybe, she’s glad it’s not possible-- so he does not have to see what she’s become.)