Hard Time Chapter 1

~{Hard Times Part 27}~

"Brother?" There were only two cases in which Genji had witnessed his brother crying in front of him: the day he revealed himself to be alive and when they faced one another his first few days at Overwatch. From then he had seen Hanzo handle his emotions quite healthily. However, since the incident the fall of his brothers stability varied wearily.

Pulling back from Genji's hold, the archer rubbed his teary eyes to compose himself. "Fo-" his throat gave out as he choked out a cry. "Forgive me. I-I don't know why, but it just feels that everything has piled on too quickly and it is finally sinking in." The slight weight against his tattooed arm created a soothing friction when a mechanical hand rubbed up and down.

"Oh Anija. . ." The cyborg clicked his tongue, gaining eye contact with the poor man. "Welcome to being human." He pushed back a strand of hair coming loose and falling against Hanzo's forehead. "What you are feeling is completely normal. You have been suppressing your emotions again. All the stress that you have been under as of late has probably caught up with you, and this was finally your breaking point."

The archer pouted.

Genji chuckled softly swiping his thumb pad under his brothers eye to wipe away one of the tears. "You do not have to suffer this alone, brother. What has been keeping you from speaking sooner?" A part of him worried that Hanzo was reverting back to his quiet self. The self that had isolated away from social interaction and happiness. "It is okay Hanzo, I will not scold you for telling me what is on your mind. Trust me, it will make you feel better." He encouraged.

With a sigh of defeat, he gave a synopsis of his dilemma. "The team was not in a good place for me to say anything. I have done enough damage and didn't need to throw my own problems onto their backs. I thought I was able to handle it myself, but unfortunately I'm starting to see through that it's not the case."

A slight smile captured Genji's lips, "I am proud of you for admitting it, but know that I am here for you brother no matter the situation or time of day. Why don't you join me for breakfast and we can talk more about this." Genji slipped his hand around Hanzo's tugging for him to follow.

"Wait-I want to see Jesse." The archer pulled his hand away.

"Hm? Perhaps we should reschedule a visit. I think it would be more beneficial if we talk for a bit to ease some of the stress that you are feeling. I hate seeing you so upset like this." Genji tried to reason, but Hanzo just shook his head letting his hand slip away.

"Another time, I wish to see Jesse now. I need to speak with him."

"He just woke up, I don't think it would be wise to overwhelm him so suddenly with questions. You could tell me what's on your mind if it will help your conscience-"

"Genji, I just want to talk with Jesse. I will be mindful of my stay, but I just-please." He looked desperate towards his brother. His eyes spoke deeply with concern.

The younger Shimada stood perturbed. The tension in his brothers eyes stared at the edge of anxiety. He frowned slightly looking towards the ground before nodding. "Of course, I see where your priorities lie." He turned around silently wavering his hand for his brother to follow.

Hanzo sensed something he had said irked Genji. As a way to settle the possible dispute he wanted to dig further to find out what he had said that particularly raised arms, but foolishly retracted the idea. For now, his heart yearned to make contact with Jesse. To see those eyes open and have mental awareness made his heart skip a beat. At his arrival, Zenyatta hovered past Genji and Hanzo towards the fourth medical cot. He disappeared behind the pulled curtain to give the gunslinger his first dose of antibiotics for the morning to avoid any infections.