Sweet Talk
Jesse woke up to a sleepy grunt that embedded itself in his neck.
All at once, the events from last night flooded back to him, and he hummed quietly with glee. Who knew Hanzo could be so... sweet?
His words came back to Jesse now, warming his heart.
"Your smile gives me life, did you know that?"
Something about the sun.
"Your face right now will haunt my dreams when I try to tell myself that we can't be intimate."
Something about what he wanted.
"All I want to see when I wake up is your face for the rest of my life."
Jesse couldn't help himself. He rolled over, wincing at the pain in his legs, and kissed Hanzo on the cheek long and hard, rousing him from his sleep with a disagreeable grunt.
"Mornin', sugar," he said with a chuckle.
Hanzo opened his eyes, and the series of emotions that flashed over his face made him want to kiss him again.
First, he looked startled, then confused, and then he seemed to remember what had happened, and he cracked the most serene smile Jesse'd ever seen. He could see the archer's chest swell as he took in a deep breath.
"Jesse," he murmured. "I was afraid it was a dream."
"Nah," McCree replied, "Dreams don't usually leave me sore."
Hanzo laughed. It was an embarrassed, soft, genuine laugh, like the twinkle of a bell.
"I... I am sorry. You make it very easy to forget myself."
Jesse smiled wider and rested his head under Hanzo's chin.
"Yeah? Y'know, I never took ya for a sweet talker." He saw the blush appear on Hanzo's neck and chuckled.
"Chikuso," Hanzo grumbled. "How much Japanese has Genji taught you?"
McCree had to laugh harder.
"Han, you were speakin' English for a lil' over half a that speech!"
The blush deepened.
"Can you pretend that you did not hear me?"
McCree broke out now in actual laughing, wrapping his arms around his waist.
"No chance, mi cielito!"
"I suppose I must learn Spanish," Hanzo grumbled, his hand over his eyes as if hiding himself.
"Don't worry, sugar," McCree said, kissing his chest, "I'll teach ya."
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It took a lot of convincing and civil arguing and persuasion to get Hanzo to comply, but McCree pulled out his signature puppy eyes and Hanzo was finished.
They walked into breakfast holding hands, Jesse doing his best to hide his awkward gait. It was not enough. Jamison was the first to notice. He took one look at Jesse, looked at his gait, looked at Hanzo, looked back to Jesse, then grabbed Roadhog's arm and shook it wildly. Not that he managed to move him, but Roadhog looked where he was pointing anyway.
"Just loike I told ya, Roadie!" He heard the scraggly junker hiss into Roadhog's ear. "Another goddamn homo! Just like you!"
Roadhog let out a disagreeable huff.
What a homo was, Hanzo didn't know, but it caught the attention of the rest of the table and they turned to look. Hanzo instinctively clenched his hand harder around McCree's and allowed the other one to hover a little higher like he was going to make a run for it, dragging McCree behind him.
But the first gasp he heard wasn't appalled. Mei clapped her hands together gleefully and Hana sent out a signature smirk.
"Congratulations," she said, and Ana nodded her head in approval.
76 remained undeterred from his meal, and Angela quirked her head with a sweet smile on her lips.
"It's good to see you two get along."
Fareeha arrived to kiss Angela on the cheek- had they always been so familiar? Hanzo didn't remember it like that, but now that he looked back, he realized that yes, they were all over each other. How had he not noticed that they were a couple?
Hanzo cleared his throat quietly, trying to shoo the red away from his ears at the publicity.
Genji was not there, and neither were the omnics, but Genji could still eat. Hanzo had seen him do it. He wondered briefly if he was simply out meditating again, but just as the thought occurred, he walked through the doors to outside, Zenyatta in tow. He paused when he noticed the two of them.
Hanzo stared him down, eyebrows furrowed. He dared him silently to say something, but he just reached out and grabbed Zenyatta's hand, quirking his head to the side.
Was that his version of a smile?