Hard Time Chapter 1

~{Hard Times Part 5}~

Hanzo could feel his lip quiver slightly in some emotion he wasn't fond of showing to strangers. His dark eyes made contact with Jesse's with uncertainty, but shifted into a more defeated look. "Fine, but," he emphasized. "I will only be joining for the sake of my brother. It is the least I could do consider the horrid things that I've done to him. I'd also like to make it known I will be staying temporarily, so don't expect me to become apart of your.... diverse family." He sighed. Still, it was enough for Jesse to relax his shoulders and smile charmingly. 

"Sounds good to me darlin', now let's get yer ass over to our ride before you change your mind."

"You will address  as  Shimada you-"

"Yeah yeah." Jesse walked forwards tugging at Hanzo's wrist, but the archer hissed pulling his aching hand back. 

"Ngh..wait agent McCree."

"Hm?... you alright?"

"M-My.. hand you fool." he looked down at the wounds that had reopened. The smaller cuts had definitely healed over,  but the deeper cut still needed time. There were a lot of factors that was still going on, such as the headache that was starting to worsen, the odd cuts he didn't remember getting, and the fact Jesse tried walking out of the hotel half naked. It made the Shimada think if McCree was rather use to walking around in just his boxers, otherwise the cowboy would have notice right?

The man grunted noticing his mistake right there. "Sorry 'bout that. Forgot you cut it last night, here come on." He nodded back towards the hotel door wrapping his hand around the handle and trying to twist it. He paused looking down at it and realizing his second mistake. "Damnit." Jesse sighed.

Hanzo heard the rather disappointed tone and rose a brow looking over Jesse's shoulder to inspect what he was reacting so poorly to. "What is taking you so long to... You left the hotel key in the room didn't you?" Just by the cheeky look Jesse gave the answered seemed rather self explanatory. Hanzo groaned narrowing his eyes towards the other. "You are an idiot." 

"Listen, if you wouldn't have walked out on me then maybe this wouldn't have happened."

"Likewise, if you wouldn't have came after me, this wouldn't have happened." Hanzo nearly snapped back. "Now move aside, when I come back I'll open it." He sighed turning around leaving down the hall. Just barely a few minutes in and already joining Overwatch seemed to be a mistake. For a man who is suppose to be an elite member of the biggest hero organization, he sure didn't seem to be the brightest. 

Watching Hanzo make his way down the hall, Jesse remained over by the door pressing his back against the cool wood. He crossed his arms then leaned his head back against the door, "Damnit.." Distracted again. It frustrated him to know he was slacking in his abilities to both think and be a good agent. First it was the lack of observation, letting Hanzo get out of his eye sight, coming to a hotel without checking on the package, then making sure a key card was on hand. He fell into some deeper thoughts of how the situation could have gone wrong because of him. Their faces--well technically--the Shimada's face was plastered all over the place. Jesse knew he may be at risk, but now Hanzo was at greater risk. And he just let the Shimada walk down to the lobby by himself without any knowledge of what happened at the bar. "Fuck." Jesse snapped out of his thoughts feeling the peak of his heart rate pitch up into the danger zone. He started towards the elevators panting slightly when he made it over. He constantly spammed he button looking around for perhaps some stairs if he couldn't get the doors to open fast enough.

When a soft 'ding' signaled the elevator was at his level, the doors slowly opened. Without a single thought he burst through running inside, but was met with a harsh barrier. "Nghn." Jesse fell back onto his bottom grunting at the brief pain he felt.