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This is my commission for @keyofjetwolf, who asked for “Pharah and Mercy double dating with Tracer and Emily, which I decided to take as the first time Pharah and Mercy met Emily. 2,074 words

Mercy sat in front of the mirror in their bedroom, trying to arrange her wayward and uncooperative hair. No matter where she put it, it always seemed to be sticking out, somehow, as if exploding from her head like a thousand tiny ideas. She sighed. It wasn’t as if Tracer or Emily would be paying attention to her anyhow. They were caught in that beautiful first flush of love, where everything your partner does is fascinating and beautiful and perfect, and you hang on their words and the tilt of their chin and the wave of their eyelashes.

She heard Pharah spit her toothpaste in the bathroom, somewhat less fascinating but somehow much more loved than their early years together.  She emerged, her deep cologne wafting into the bedroom.

“Do not be teasing Lena too much tonight, schatzi.” Mercy looked over at Pharah with gentle chiding “They are new together, you know.”

“I do not know what you are talking about,” Pharah adjusted her tie in the mirror, “I am never anything but fair to Tracer.” She grinned at Mercy. “It is not any fault of mine that she deserves correction.”

Mercy smiled. “Fareeha.”

“No one is more delighted than me that she is seeing someone who is not actively trying to kill us. Or her. Although,” She leaned in and kissed Mercy on the temple, ‘She has not known Tracer very long, so we may want to give it time.”

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