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So throughout the writing of this story, various ideas of little cute scenes pop into my head randomly. Sometimes I cannot always fit them in because it doesn't flow with the story very well, until now. This chapter is just a combination of a couple of scenarios that I have thought of but could never put in. Let me know what you think of this style of chapter because I will mostly likely make one or two more of these. I hope you like them

Hot Summer Day

You exited the training room, a damp towel over your shoulder. A workout with Zarya and Reinhardt is always something to put some hair on your chest. The towel was once soaked in icy cold water but has since turned into lukewarm water due to this damned Gibraltar heatwave. Overwatch is no longer funded by the UN, so Winston had to make some budget cuts, one of them being reduced air conditioning. You had never really noticed until this day.

You walked through the doors that led outside, expecting some sort of cooler temperature than what was inside the gym. You groaned when you realized your expectations were too high. The afternoon rays of sun beat down on you as you walked down the walkways of Gibraltar. The only relief you got was when you walked into parts of shade from the buildings covering the sunshine.

While you were walking, you saw a blue streak flash in the corner of your eye. Your head darted to it and it instantly disappeared. You smirked and changed your course to follow the blue streak. It led you to the cliffside covered in shade.

Lena sat with her bare feet dangling off the edge of the cliff. She had a sports bra and short shorts and her hair was spiky as per usual. She sat with a large smile as she stared at her vanilla waffle cone coated with sprinkles. She took a big lick off the top and crunched on the sprinkles then smiled again.

You grinned and took a seat next to her in the shade. Your back rested on the cool rocky wall, instantly feeling relieved. Lena looked at you and waved before licking her ice cream again. You waved slightly and rested your eyes for a few moments. She drifted off and placed her head on your shoulder before instantly picking it back up

"Ewww. You're all sweaty"

You nodded and took a deep breath "Yeah...that happens when you work out with Zarya on a scorching hot day"

She giggled and took another lick of her ice cream. You looked down at it. "Let me have a lick" You told her

She leaned closer to you and licked your cheek once and looked at you with a smile. You gave her a look that questioned her actions and she began to laugh.

You shook your head "Why?"

She giggled again "Oh come on. We've done nastier things than that" She winked at you

You opened your mouth, but no words came out so you shut it. You swiped the waffle cone from her hand and took a lick

"Hey!" She punched you in the arm

You gave the ice cream back to her after taking one (or two) lick(s). You laughed when she stuck her tongue out at you after receiving the cone again "I just wanted a lick. Is that so much to ask for?"

She just 'said' "Hm" quickly and returned to eating the dessert.

You two sat in silence for a while. You just stared off the cliffside and looked at the beautiful sea before you, occasionally drifting off but unable to fully go to sleep because of the heat.

"So...I can't take this heat and I'm guessing you can't either" Lena said biting into the cone

You nodded with your eyes closed. "C'mon, I wanna show you something" She said standing up.

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