Mchanzo

Chapter 2!

Hanzo's pov

"I-I'm fine, thank you." I say catching my breath.

Why me of anyone would he help me. I'm a stranger. I don't deserve this help. More importantly why did he just happen to be here?

"Why would you help me? Why did you happen to be here at this time anyways?" I ask curious, and steaming.

"I needed to uh.. get some fresh air from my mission." The man said seemingly taken back and the snap in my voice.

"I am sorry, but I was almost killed this isn't usual for me..." I say a bit softer trailing off.

"My apologies darlin' I wish I could've gotten here sooner, you look a bit out of it at the moment."

He wasn't wrong I had become light headed and nauseous from the recent events. It has been a year since I've needed to fight anything, let alone protect myself from death. I nod and look at him once more.

"Could you tell me who you are?" I say in a stern voice.

"I'm Jesse McCree, I work for overwatch." He says smiling a bit.

"I see"

"Could I get a name from you darlin'?"

"Oh, Shimada, Hanzo Shimada."

"Well pleasure to meet you Hanzo." He tips his hat to me and raises his hand for me to shake it.

I refuse shaking his hand, and watch him as he takes out a device he speaks into it.

"Looks as though the Talon agents were a couple miles off and we assumed the wrong target." He says to a man on the other side of the device. He proceeds talking for a bit saying "mhm" occasionally and then I hear my name.

"Hanzo Shimada... Yes sir, okay sir,... yes sir... Goodbye." He says finally finishing the conversation and hanging up.

"Hanzo, it looks like I have been reassigned to ensure that you stay safe and that you aren't attacked by Talon agents again darlin'."

My faces heats up a bit as I hear the nickname darlin' again. I look down and nod.

"Well, I won't have you stay in a hotel if they came this close the first time." I say turning and signalling with my hand for him to follow.

"I will try not to disturb you darlin'." He says smiling and speeding up to walk next to me.

*****
McCree's pov

This man Hanzo is a different breed. He is quiet but stern. I'm a bit surprised at his strength, but I do hope I will be able to get close to him while assigned to him. I'm sure he isn't cold, a pretty face like his can't have a cold heart.

Hanzo goes into his room and leaves me to the closest guest room to his room. I leave my things in the guest room and wonder the house for a bit getting familiar with the layout. The time comes to around 12 in the morning and I head back to my room to get dressed for bed and have a cigar on the balcony of my room.

When it comes morning I have had a good amount of sleep and meet Hanzo to eat. He had taken it upon himself to cook breakfast for us both.

"Mornin' darlin'! Sleep well?"

Hanzo's pov

I look up to see a cheerful McCree standing in my kitchen. I'm really not used to people. But at least the feeling of being watched is gone. Impure thoughts flood my brain as I look McCree up and down however. For some reason his idea of sleeping comfortably is without a shirt and apparently underwear seeing as how his sweatpants clearly outlined a large package of his...

"Mornin' darlin'! Sleep well?" He says with that deep, western accented voice of his.

"I-I slept well thank you." My voice cracked a bit. When does my voice ever crack?! I hate to say it but I think I am falling for this cowboy. How disgraceful of me, not only am I allowing an overwatch agent into my house to "protect" me. But I'm also getting a crush on him? What would your family think of you Hanzo. You're a fool.

"McCree mind if we go to into the city for a bit today?"

" Yeah sure darlin'! Whatever you would like."

Damn this cowboys charm.

*****

Once finishing up shopping for arrows, polish, and other things for my bow practice, McCree asked if I would like to go to grab some dinner. I agreed and we sat in this small restaurant close to home. Ate our food had some drinks, and began to head home.

"You alright darlin'? You're looking a bit drousy"

"Yeah I think I'm just a bit drunk."

"Darlin' I think you're a real light weight, you had a shot and some of my beer."

My eyes started to swell up with tears and sting as we walked past the place I used to visit to honor Genji's death. It had been very long since I had last visited him, I never would've thought it was still so fresh in my head.

"Hanz, what's wrong?" The worry in McCree's voice didn't help my state. In fact it made it worse knowing that was true concern in his voice.

I held on tight to McCree without a second thought and began to cry with no sign or stopping soon.

Third person pov

The two men stood in front of the building that represented Genji's death. McCree held Hanzo in his arms, so very close, making sure Hanzo felt McCree's concern and affection for him.

McCree's pov

After a long night of holding Hanzo and calming his never ending tears, he finally fell asleep on his bed in my arm. I got a bit of sleep and could rest now because Hanzo had accepted my comfort and gotten tired of hiding his tears in my shirt.

Authors Note!

Sorry if this chapter is shitty it was 4 am when I finiahed writting this, I have been writing since 12 am this morning. But this kinda leading chapter, I have writer's block now!