Widowmaker x Male!Reader x Sombra
Requested by: :iconcrazyman54:
“Sombra.” The two women went silent as Sombra processed what he’d just said. Then, her eyes lit up with happiness as a sneer overtook her features. She looked to Widowmaker as she spoke, “Well, chica looks like he doesn’t want you. Why don’t you go back to fawning over Gabriel?” Amelia shot her a glare as she stood abruptly, her chair crying out in protest at her quick movements. The woman looked ready to start a fight, but she took a deep breath before coolly walking out of the café to leave the two alone. Sombra burst out laughing as soon as she was gone. “Looks like I win,” she said, only to cut off as (y/n) placed a hand on her thigh.
A deep blush hit her cheeks, and her normally playful, cheeky demeanor evaporated as it was replaced by embarrassment and timidness. He couldn’t help grinning at this side of her that he’d