Dinner at your place

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McCree PoV:

    As we reached Hanzo's place, he opened the door and turned on the light. "Wow! Nice place you got here!" I said, taking off my hat and shoes. "Thank you, McCree." Hanzo said. "Hey, no need to call me by my last name, call me Jesse or what works with you" I said, winking. "O-oh, ok..." He said, blushing. I smiled and walking into the kitchen with Hanzo on my tail. Hanzo walked over to the stove-top and started on the food. As he was doing this, I noticed a apron on a hook saying "Dragon Lover" 'Cute!' I thought, smirking as Hanzo had his back turned to the stove. As soon as he started cooking, a wonderful scent filled the whole kitchen. I have never smelled anything so good in my life.

Hanzo PoV:

    As I started cooking, a wonderful smell filled the kitchen. I smiled and continued to make the food. I looked back and saw McCree, smiling and drooling. I looked at McCree with a confused look but continued to cook. After, I was done cooking, I put the food on the table and got two bowls and chopsticks. "This looks amazing, Hanzo!" McCree said, looking at the pan of food.

"Oh, thank you..." I said, walking to sit down at the table. As we started to eat, McCree started to mess with his chopsticks. "Damn... Hands...!" McCree said, dropping the chopsticks, frustrated. I walked around the table and held his hands and positioned the sticks into his hands in the right position. "You hold them like this. See?" I showed him, holding the chopsticks in his hands. "O-oh... I see now..." McCree said, embarrassed. I looked at him, blushing and smiling. He looked back at me, blushing also.

After eating, I put the bowls and chopsticks in the sink and started washing them. McCree was sitting on the couch, smoking. 'That's a bad habit' I thought, walking over to couch to sit by McCree. I looked at him with a eyebrow raised. "Oh!" He said, looking at me concerned. He put out his cigarette and smiled at me. "Sorry, It's one the things that calm my nerves." He said, tipping his hat a little. I blushed, 'Shit, my face is so red...' I thought, looking at McCree, who was smiling. We talked for a while and shared stories, after a bit, time flied by. Looking at the clock, it was 10:45 pm.


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