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(Overwatch) Symmetra x Reader

Request by @imainTracer
Hope you like it!
(Sorry it's short)

Anywhere With You

"I don't understand! This arm isn't even an actual arm!" Symmetra can be heard ranting to Tracer about something that's going on with her skin, even her bionic arm.

"Well, uh... maybe it's-!" Tracer starts, "I'm sorry, I'm at a loss." She chuckles. "Why don't you write them back? Start a conversation on your arms?" She suggests.

"I... I kinda enjoy it..." Symmetra admits. "I enjoy watching them work, plus, if they wanted to talk, they would write. Or, maybe, they don't know that this is happening to their soulmate." She adds.

They both sit in silence to admire the black ink that covers Symmetra's white arm. Covering the top of her hand is a skeleton hand, which then leads to a snakes head just behind the thumb that snakes up her arm to about the bend in her elbow. Whoever her soulmate is, they've got talent, and are super artistic. A lot of the time, Symmetra will get a few notes scribbled here and there, probably reminders for her soulmate for whatever it is they've got to do.

While she ponders this, more ink makes its presence known, as if on cue by her thoughts, revealing an address for an appointment.

Symmetra looks at Tracer, "Do you think we should go there?" She questions the time traveler.

"If you want, love." Tracer responds, unsure herself.

"We're going." Symmetra declares as she stands up and drags Tracer with her.

•••

They track down the address, hoping it's the right one and enter the building. The note on her arm says the appointment is at 3 pm, so they show up ten minutes early. Almost as soon as they step in, more ink slithers onto Symmetra's arm. The two shuffle over to the side out of the way of the doors. They stand in the corner next to the doors. While Symmetra is busy looking at it, Tracer taps her on her shoulder.

"Hey, Love," She whispers to her friend, "love?"

"What?"

Tracer just points at a woman across the room sitting in a wooden chair, H/L, H/C hair, pen in hand, scribbling on her left arm, and sure enough, from the looks of it, the appointment note is there as well.

"Lena. Lena, Lena!" Symmetra whispers sharply, nudging her orange clad time traveling friend.

"What?"

"Pen."

Tracer hands Symmetra a pen, who starts writing something on her right hand. Tracer catches a glimpse of what she's writing.

"Found you." Is written in capital letters along her thumb. They both look over to see the woman inspect her thumb before her head shoots up to scan her surroundings before locking eyes with Symmetra.

Symmetra makes her way over to the woman, stopping just in front of her. The woman takes a small gulp, intimidated by the Overwatch agent. She finally gets the courage to stand. She's a little shorter than the agent, and Symmetra finds it a little adorable.

Symmetra gets herself together and holds out her hand, "Satya Vaswani." She introduces herself.

"Y/N. Y/N L/N." The woman takes her hand.

"You're work is amazing." Satya compliments. "I just don't understand how it shows up on a prosthetic." She chuckles.

"It does?" Y/N starts, "but how?" Her features show her amusement and curiosity of the world of soulmates. "I've never seen or heard of that happening!" They both inspect the drawings and writings on the prosthetic.

"Well, it has now. And I've finally found you." Satya states. "To be quite honest, the drawings were starting to drive me insane." She chuckles.

"Oh, sorry. Did I really draw that much in me?" Y/N asks.

"No, no. You're fine, it's just, the fact that it even showed up on this arm," She trails off.

A moment of silence hangs in the air before Y/N speaks up. "Um, so, uh, how about when I'm done, maybe you and I could grab some coffee? Or a drink, whichever you prefer." She stammers.

Satya chuckles at this, "yes, why not."

Y/N is called in for her appointment and Satya sits in her seat, waiting for her to re-emerge.

"So, uh, shall I leave you two alone?" Tracer finally speaks up.

"Oh, sorry Lena, sure, yea, you do you." Satya stammers to her friend.

"Alright then, love, see you 'round!" Lena calls as she skips out the door to do her own thing.

•••

Y/N finally shows up from her appointment. Satya stands up and links arms with the arm artist and leads her out the door.

"So, where to?" Satya asks.

"Anywhere with you."