McGenji: Comfort.

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"Genji..." The voice is familiar, a worried yet soothing tone overlapping the frazzled state of his mind. He knows it from somewhere, somewhere happy. He can't remember. All he remembers is the pain flooding through his body, the way he'd pleaded for mercy from his brother, for a painless death, for an honorable death. "Genji, please, yer okay now. He can't hurt ya now." He? Who is he?

Hanzo? Definitely.

Father? Dead.

Himself? Maybe.

Hazel. His eyes are hazel, He notes. Warm in tone like honey, with little dots of emerald that dance between the colors like stars in the sky and he knows those eyes. He does. He knows each little barely there freckle upon tanned cheeks, He knows that hair, the color of some sort of dark, bittersweet confection. What was it called again?

Chocolate? Yeah, that sounded right.

He knows the fingers running through his hair, knows the southern drawl the comforting words are being said in, he knows this person. He's warm, he notices. He smells of spices, sweat and smoke. It's all so achingly familiar, he can hear his heart rate on the monitor, can feel it slowing. His wide eyes staring up at him in blank confusion, mind still reeling from the all to vivid flashback of his home- no, he corrects himself. That was not home, not anymore.

This man here, the one holding him, with a metal arm and obnoxious way of speech, this man who smells of gunpowder and faintly of cologne, this man who's so comfortingly warm and tender with him. This man, who's lips are pressing against his temple, drawing him closer as he leans into the touch, starved for comfort, who's fingers are gently massaging at his scalp. He is home.

"Jesse?" "Yeah darlin', 's me." 

Yes. He was home, he was safe. He was broken, he was shattered, beyond repair if you asked him. But he had him. Him, the man who seemed so intent on fixing him, who had managed to make him laugh so hard he actually blew a circuit once, the one who held him closely like now, was his home. His light.

"Stay?" "I always will, I promise."

((Ahhhhhh this is so short ;~; But none the less, I hope you all enjoyed it! Feel free to request a ship or an idea for a reader insert in the comments!))

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 21, 2017 ⏰

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