Prompt from Tofu_Monstrosity: If I may put in a request; Mercy and mother/daughter thing? Like they don't know they're doing it but when the two of them interact with each other they fit the mother/daughter motif. (ex. Hana gets hurt and Angela scolds/Hana finds Angela when she's had a bad night/Angela constantly monitors Hana on the battlefield).
I just like mother/daughter thing.
Thank you!
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"I'm warning you, if you bleed all over that couch, I'm taking it out of your non-existent paycheck!" Angela hissed as she amped up the healing beam on her staff, wincing at the way the blood from Hana's injuries, stained her uniform, "And I will change the wifi password!"
"You wouldn't dare!" Hana groaned, one hand pressing over a nasty sniper wound.
"Try me! Keep pressure on that wound!"
Hovering around the bed anxiously, Lucio, Jamie and Lena winced at the yelp that Hana let out, making Angela roll her eyes, "Anyone who's not mortally wounded, get out of the med-bay! I can't concentrate with you all crowding around like this."
"But- "
"NOW"
The other three practically raced out of the room, as Angela turned her attention back to Hana, "Keep pressure on it."
"Yes Mum!"
Hana missed the soft smile that flashed across Angela's face.
…..
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK.
"Go away Lucio!" Hana shouted, "I don't want to play anything today!"
"It's not Lucio."
Hana frowned at the familiar German accent, before burying her face in her pillow once again and huddling under her duvet, "Go away!"
A few moments later, her lock beeped and the door slid to one side, a mug appearing in front of her face, prompting her to pull the covers down further. She then heard the thump of the mug on her bedside table.
"You did well today." Angela warmly reassured her, "Jack just gets… tense sometimes."
Hana was sure she'd never been so humiliated in her life when Jack lectured her in front of the whole team, and not even for a huge mistake either. She needed to move positions in order to save Jamie.
"I think it's time I had a little word with Jack." Angela patted Hana reassuringly on the shoulder, "Drink that hot chocolate before it gets cold. It'll help, I promise."
…
"Lilies?" Hana's eyes scanned the website page, "Daisies? Monkey-flowers? What the- " She shook her head, scrolling past the strange flowers to see what else there was, "Yellow roses… too boring."
"What are you doing?" Jack asked, entering the common room.
"Nothing!" Hana slammed the laptop shut, eyes wide as Jack made his way over.
"Of course…" he moved to leave, he glanced back over his shoulder, "… In case you were wondering, Angela's favourite flowers are white roses."
"White roses?" echoed Hana, before rubbing her hands together eagerly, "Mothers' Day flowers, check!"
….
Angela stopped just outside her room.
Something was wrong… she could feel it.
Slowly, she typed in her access code and made her way inside. Within seconds, she was assaulted by the smell of roses. On the bedside table, beside her photo of the original Overwatch, was a bouquet of white roses in a vase.
How could she do anything but smile.
