Onwards!!
SORRY FOR MISTAKES!
THIS + MEANS THEY ARE TALKING JAPANESE
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Hanzo leaned deeper in to his seat as a waitress settled a menu in front of him, which he bowed lightly to, out of custom. He grabbed the menu and glazed through it, knocking out things he did not want to eat from the ones he finds rather pleasant. His Ring still adorning his finger.
In front of him sat Jesse, eyeing his menu as well, a tooth pick shifting from all angles in between his lips. His body tilted towards the window, getting way too comfortable. The menu was quiet a spectacle. They served all kinds of food. From spanish, Mexican, Puerto rican, Odds and ends.. That sort of stuff. Hell they even served Japanese, which Jesse could totally tell was making Hanzo turn tables right now.
He shifted lightly, already ready to order and eat. He settled his menu down and looked up at Hanzo, who was still peering in to the menu as if the menu had a death wish. Jesse ruffled his brows and spoke up " You okay there, Hon' ? "
Hanzo looked up for a moment before peering at the menu again. " Yes, just found some really weir- "
" You were lookin' at the bull balls ain't cha.. " This made Hanzo jolt up and stare at McCree as if he just triggered a horrible memory " Why do they sell that here? "
" They taste good? "
" So you have eaten them. "
" Ye. "
Hanzo face palmed and shook his head in decline, he couldn't believe that this guy actually ate testicles belonging to a bulls
" You eat mine all the time whats the- "
Hanzo jumped forwards quickly clasping his hand on McCree's mouth, his eyes wide and his body tense. McCree wondered why exactly he did that, until it clicked.. He widened his eyes and flushed rather quickly " Shib- soiwy "(Shit, Sorry) He muffled through Hanzo's hand. Hanzo sighed and pulled away, setting himself back in his seat, back to browsing the menu. McCree smiles and leans back, quickly forgetting his lsip up.
McCree soon found the waitress passing by, McCree called out " Miss! We're ready to order! " The waitress quickly turned to face McCree and nodded with a sincere smile on her face. She quickly slid to them, taking out a pen and a notepad. " May i take your order? " Her voice chimeS.
As McCree ordered away Hanzo studied her features. She was tall.. Taller than any woman he has seen before.. Her skin pale as snow and her eyes blue as the ocean. He body was slim and her right arm decorated with tatoos, wolves, cats and that sort. She was wearing her uniform and her Red hair was tied in to a bun. He eyes were rounded and her nose chiseled, dotted by freckles. Her lips were thin but were painted over with matte red.
" Would you like to Order ? "
Hanzo noticed she was talking to him and quickly shook his head " Not yet, Sorry. " The woman understood and walked off with McCree's order in tow. McCree, who was leaning over the table to get a good look at Hanzo, spoke up " Baby, it's not that hard to pick, ya know? "
Hanzo looked at McCree Studying his features as well, even if he has done it a million times. During talking. During Sex. During Missions.
McCree took Hanzo's silence as a encumbrance " Does my dragon prince need help pickin'? "
Hanzo sighed and shook his head " No, Its just that nothing really suits me. Ill just ask for a drink.. " McCree nodded and leaned back in to his seat, setting his arms on the table and resting them there while looking out of the mirror. Hanzo settled the menu down and waited for the waiter to come by.
