Western M.E.K.A. (McCree x D.Va)

The Lijang Tower Gardens

A.N: There is some Korean in this chapter and I'll provide a link to the website if y'all would like to check it out. All translations will be in parenthesis ( ). https://translate.yandex.com/

           As D.Va walked over to McCree with killing intent in her eyes the cowboy quickly scrambled to his feet to talk his way out of the situation. "Now darlin' it's not what it looks like-"

           "SHUT IT!" D.Va exclaimed as she kicked him in the chest and caused him to stumble back to the ground. She then stood over him, bunny blaster in hand pointed at the vigilante. Her other one had her phone with her thumb hovering over the call button.

           "There's no need to get all worked up now." he had a nervous smile painted on his face.

           "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't call Winston; or better yet, shoot you right in the face McPerv." D.Va was angrier than a buzzing hornet at this point. Just when McCree thought he was done for he noticed something and couldn't help but smirk. "What's so funny McShitbag? Huh? I got you at gun point and our boss on the phone!"

           "Oh nothin', just the fact that you're a little" a slight chuckle came over him "wet.". He motioned with his eyes to her nether regions. Hana then looked and saw nothing.

           "Nice try Mc-" she was cut off when McCree grabbed her gun then grabbed her throat with his metal hand. He then pulled her on top of him and proceeded to roll over. To where he was straddling her and had a grip on her throat.

           "Now, you not gonna act like that again?" he slowly let his grip off her throat but not before tossing her gun to the side.

           "Act like what? YOU WERE BEING A PERV!"

           "Not intentionally, eyes wander Hana. You should know that better than anyone.". Hana's face grew redder at his comment.

           "I-I-I don't know what you mean by that!" she tried to keep her cool but couldn't.

           "What? You don't think people can hear you at night in your room? Or that when we come to wake you up sometimes we see the different magazines you try to hide or even cover up?" McCree just grew a smile and leaned into her ear. She could slightly feel his beard tickle the side of her face. "We've even seen you with cowboy and western magazines before." he whispered with a grin. At that comment Hana took her left fist and punched McCree with enough force to roll them over, again. It also allowed her to escape his grip he had on her throat.

           "How does that feel Shitbag!" she exclaimed. McCree just looked up at her and kept a slight grin on his face.

           "WHATS SO FUNNY!" she then slapped him across the face. "HUH! TELL ME!" she demanded while holding him by the collar.

           "I'm not complain' but I find it funny how you're trying to avoid liking me." he replied with a annoying grin.

           "W-W-WHAT!" she grew bright red and let go of his collar.

           "Face it Hana you like cowboys. I've seen you on down times between missions. You look at those old time western knickknacks." McCree said as he began to sit up. D.Va hopped up off of him and stood up. Putting one arm in front of her and trying to look like she was offended.

           "W-W-WHAT DO YOU MEAN! I don't like western things. I HATE old timey western stuff! That's why I can't stand working with you McShitty!" she yelled at him but all he could do was stand up and and just smile.