Lost- Mchanzo au

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When Hanzo woke it was hard to see, something in his mind told him he had something around his eyes. Maybe he was blindfolded? He went to move his hands up to figure out what it was, only to find they were bound as well. He started to panic again, had talon captured him? He only calmed when he heard a familiar voice, though muffled.

It was Jesse but it seemed to be coming from a speaker of some sort. He spoke gently but Hanzo could sense the underlying tone of panic, had they both been captured? Hanzo rested back actually trying to focus on what the other was saying.

Jesses southern drawl made it through the crackly speaker, "So they told me you gotta stay in here till they figure out what they shot ya' with...it might be a bit honeybee...and they won't really let me in..."

Hanzo heard a whimper echo through the room and figured that it must have been his, but how? Shimada's don't whimper.

Jesse sighed through the speaker, "I know Han, it's gonna be hard b-but I'll come visit you every day, alright"

Hanzo gave a nod, not trusting his voice as he could feel the blindfold dampening. He was bound, blindfolded and unable to be near the one he loves. This was the worst torture he could have imagined and it hurt more than he cared to admit. Just then the speaker came on again.

It was jesses voice again, but he was humming a song Hanzo remembered from one of their first 'dates' Hanzo addressed it that way because he wasn't quite aware at that time the depth of his feelings. He had still been in doubt that he had deserved to be loved after everything he had done. He felt himself calm against the cot, ceasing the struggling he hadn't noticed he was doing.

Jesse continued his humming until Hanzo was noticeably calm, his vitals monitored in the room Jesse was in. Hanzo sunk into the cot laying his head to the side, he knew of all the things he had wanted when he woke but this was not one of the ones he wanted. He wanted to be held, to be kissed, to cry in his lover's arms and comforted.

But know he was stuck in this room, bound and blindfolded, only allowed to listen to the pain in the others voice as he tried to comfort him from the other side of a wall. It was ridiculous, and Hanzo felt a solid pain in his chest, it felt like someone was pouring molten silver into his heart. Though Hanzo was smart enough to know the pain was emotional it didn't take away the pain.

The man on the other side of the glass was his world and now that he couldn't see him, he realized just how much he loved him.

His voice cracked softly as he finally spoke, "I....I love you..."