Before I start, I WANNA SAY I’M SO SORRY FOR THIS BEING LIKE 3 YEARS LATE I FEEL SO BAD. Life just got in the way, but I’m gonna try to be better about writing from here on out. 🙂 Thank you for requesting!
Hanzo
Why Hanzo was leaning against your room’s door frame, you had no idea. You two only really had encounters in battle. You know, the usual “Sniper on the left!” ot “This area is cleared out.” So when Hanzo cracked a cringe-inducing joke, he didn’t know how to react when he heard a feminine giggle in reply. But now that he was here, back against your door, it was clear that you he had taken an interest in you.
You opened the door, which caused Hanzo to trip and stumble into your room. He adjusted himself, cheeks already dusted pink. He looked you in your eyes as he spoke, “…Y/N. It is nice to see you.” You raised an eyebrow. “Nice to see you too, Hanzo.”
“I came to talk,” he folded his arms over his chest. He tried to put on his usual cold facade, despite the curiosity in his eyes. You looked at him strangely.
“At 2am? What is this, a booty call?” His eyes widened with surprise. “Those are usually done over text, you know. I can give you my number–”
“N-no!” He nearly yelled. “I just want to… get to know you. For you to get to know me. Nothing sexual.” A small smile crept onto your face. “Then let’s talk,” you sat on your bed and patted a space next to you. Hanzo followed obediently.
He asked you a few deep questions. Mostly things like, “Did you ever think you’d end up here?” or “Do you aspire for anything more? Less?”
“What’s your opinion on dragons?”
They were very open minded questions, and you appreciated that he wanted to know those things about you. But, when it was your turn, you decided to spice it up and ask more… personal questions. “Are you single?” “Who was your last girlfriend?” “When did you break up?”
“Did you have sex with her?”
The last one made him stand up in embarrassment. “Y/N, I have already said this is not my interest with you,” he made a quick line for the door.
Instead of leaving, however, he stood there for a moment. He turned back to you, grinning on your bed. He was lingering on whether or not he should actually answer you, before uttering quietly, “Yes. I did not enjoy it.” then quickly speeding out of your room and down your hallway.
He’s not a fan of winter, even though he runs hot he finds he does better in summer months
So when the snow started falling he cursed and ducked into the first place he saw
Which happened to be the cafe where you were studying
You immediately noticed him, as he was dressed rather strangely
He ordered something hot, not really caring what it was and sat down at a table near yours
You tried to ignore him but each time you chanced a look at him he was staring right at you
He would look away quickly as if he hadn’t been staring and you wonder if the red on his cheeks was from the cold or something else
Eventually you looked directly at him and quirked an eyebrow, “Can I help you?”
He cleared his throat and came over to your table, sitting down opposite you
“Don’t take this the wrong way, darlin’, but you’re just about the prettiest sight I ever seen.”
Well that was forward, but his accent was so cute
The two of you talked while snow fell outside, accumulating on the sidewalks
He was surprisingly interested in what you were studying, asking questions about your field and why you wanted to go into it
He watched your eyes light up when you talked about your dream job, the smile on your face that he was sure you didn’t even notice
And then you turned your head and looked at the snow, the sunset lighting you up in an orange glow
And Jesse McCree fell
Genji
Genji came to this cafe often
With Overwatch stationed nearby it was a convenient place to stop by and grab something for either himself or the team
But something was different today
There was a new waitress. You
He immediately found you attractive but he wasn’t the type to flirt so easily now
He ordered and waited patiently at one of the tables
You bustled by and in your haste tripped over your own feet, the drinks in your hands spilling all over the table
Your face flushed red and you began apologizing profusely
He was quick to tell you that there was no harm done
He gets his new order and leaves but returns later that evening after mulling it over
“Welcome back! Can I help you?” you chirp, smiling brightly at him
He feels his heart stutter in his chest and rethinks what he came here for. But in the end…
“I was actually wondering if you maybe wanted to go out with me sometime?”
He expects you to shut him down, but your eyes light up and you agree readily
Genji’s not sure he believes in love in first sight. But if he does. He found it with you
Hanzo
The first thing he noticed about you was your colorful vocabulary
You cursed as you came in from the veritable blizzard outside
He quirked an eyebrow at you as you made eye contact and you smiled sheepishly
“There’s snow like….everywhere.” you say, exasperatedly gesturing to yourself and then outside
“Yes, I see that.” he says, a hint of amusement in his voice. “Can I offer to buy you something to warm you up, then?” he tilts his head inquisitively.
He’s hot. Like really hot. For a split second you think about saying he could warm you up, but catch yourself just before it slips out.
“That would be nice, thank you.”
You sit and enjoy a nice hot cup of something with him
He finds you amusing and you appreciate his dry humor
He doesn’t get attached to people, he’s trained himself not to
But you feel like a burst of color in a colorblind world
He asks you if you enjoyed your drink and you wrinkle your nose, “God no, I hate coffee. I’m not even sure why I ordered it.”
And he’s not sure why, but that sentence alone makes his heart thump painfully in his chest
He grins at you, “I hate coffee too. I much prefer tea.”
You make a noise of profound agreement and he decides he’s doomed to fail at keeping you out of his heart. You’re burrowed there too deeply already
a/n: i love virgin killer sweaters, even more so when some of my favorite boys are reacting to it. hope that these hc’s are alright anon!
Genji:
Genji is such an excited boy when he see’s you wearing nothing, but the virgin killer sweater.
Is very quick to shower you with compliments, his hands roaming your body with feather light touches that it sends shivers down your spine.
His hands will not be leaving your form at any time, taking as much time as possible with teasing touches and warm puffs of breath.
Hanzo:
Hanzo has to do a double take when he see’s you in nothing but the virgin killer sweater.
Similar to Genji in how he would compliment you, telling you how beautiful you look but he wouldn’t be able to make eye contact with you for the first several moments.
Just grab his hands and bring them to where you want him to touch, you’ll hear him gasp before he quickly got on board with what you wanted to do.
McCree:
“Don’t you want to put anything on Darlin?” McCree is so confused, what in tarnation are you wearing? He’s seen some weird getups from Deadlock, Blackwatch and even to now with Overwatch, but this is a first for him.
Is quick to tell you that you look positively radiant and that you look amazing. His face stays flushed with a bright red while hands with a purpose roamed your body, reaching down to cup your ass.
McCree decides that he loves the virgin killer sweater and if you wear it again expect him to be excited.
Imagine Hanzo has a secret foot fetish. He always offers to give you a foot rub after the two of you are back from work. He kisses your feet and gives them plenty of attention. You always thought he was just really sweet and cared a lot about you, but you finally start to catch on when he asks you to step on him on night.
He loves it when you step on his crotch. Push him to the ground and hold him down with your foot on his chest. He loves it when you wear stockings to bed and he often buys you luxury high heels to strut around in and step on him with.
He especially likes it when you take on a hard dom personality and have him kneel and kiss your feet like a lowly peasant.
As soon as he sees you, he feels his heart jump up to his throat. You just looked so good and he felt so happy that you decided to be with him.
You just see him hide his mask in his hand, you smiling at the happiness that just poured off of him.
He gets a little gropey when you come to sit nex to him but he just wants to reassure himself that you’re real. You just look so ethereally beautiful he has problems figuring it out.
Hanzo
He is so flustered, you were hardly the first person he’d seen like this but he adored you so much which really amused both Genji and McCree.
He’s noticing the stares you’re getting at others, while he didn’t blame them it didn’t stop him from wrapping an arm around your waist and staring others down.
He’s so happy that you chose to be with him, holding you close.
McCree
He wolf whistled the second he saw you, you getting flustered as you go over to slap his chest.
He loves you so much and that outfit does so much to him, gently easing you away to behind an arch of rocks for some privacy.
The two of you reappear in a few, a little dishevelled, as McCree has a large smile on his face. He’s super cuddly after that, pulling you close whenever you’re near.
Since the moment he’s met you, you’ve been so quiet.A trait (along with your kindness) that had him gravitate to you in a curious way.
Then there is that of your father, who is more boisterous and loud. It’s such a striking difference that Hanzo is surprised when your father lifts you up into a hug proclaiming you to the base as his daughter.
He does, however, see the similarities in the way you rush to battle. Though, it worries him immensely, your bite is much harder than your bark as you take down enemies like powerhouse.
Hanzo finding it strangely intriguing to watch you fight in a manner that mirrors your father.
He doesn’t feel the need to ask your father for permission but he does feel as if he should say something.
“I’m dating your daughter.” Hanzo explains, a wave of shaking nerves hidden behind a calm facade. The Crusader simply turns to him, eyes peering at the archer as if visually dissecting them. The shadow he casts over Hanzo has him on edge. “Is she happy?” Reinhardt asks to which to smaller man nods. “Then I have no objections. She is her own person and if she is happy so am I.” The Shimada physically feels his shoulder fall in relief upon hearing so.
Genji Shimada
Originally, it began at the orders of Commander Reyes.
The two of you faced against each other in the pit quite frequently as a way of training.
Although, at first he was apprehensive, Genji learned to like your presences the more you battled with him. He had to admit you were certainly formidable. Where he was more agile and quick, you had more stamina and power. The brawls lasting hours until your arms shook at holding your weapon and Genji’s circuitry reached its limit.
It was possibly the most fun he’s had in a long time since before his new body. Eventually, looking forward to your training sessions and the playful squabbles that followed after.
So, when Reinhardt dropped by to watch his flesh and blood battle with the half human cyborg, the color drained he color practically drains from his face as the larger man lifts you into a hug with glee.
He dotes on you in such a manner that makes Genji feel almost intimidated by.
However, it eases him when you introduce him. Reinhardt greeting him with a cheerful demeanor and a friendly handshake. His smile as bright as yours and he’s a bit shocked that he hadn’t made the connection before.
“Ah, my friend, so you are the recruit my sunshine always talks about?” He tall man pats his shoulder graciously. A blush dust your cheeks, “Dad, I dont always talk about him.” Genji merely squints at the interaction. The crusader going on and on about how you speak so well of him and such. While, you on the other hand, try to embarrassingly deny such accusations with a red blush painted on your features. Genji almost finds it hard to hide his smile at the thought of you feeling the same as he.
Jack Morrison
He’s not as surprised to find out when Reinhardt introduces you. Smiling and shaking your hand as the crusader brags about his lovely you are.
Jack finding it endearing when you hush at your father, obviously embarrassed as how doting he is being to his colleges.
You’re very much like Reinhardt in how you are towards others. The kind and uplifting demeanor you have being what Jack comes to love most about speaking or dallying with you in his free time.
Its no wonder how smitten you come to have him.
“Ah, Jack. I can see how you look at my daughter.” Reinhardt notes with a uncharacteristically low volume. The commander practically jumps in his skin. His face is flushed as he adamantly denies whatever the crusader is going on about. Wilhelm simply laughs, boisterous and loud. “Well then, I guess the fact that she admires you as well is useless to the both of us.” The white haired man pretending to ignore the sudden smile that crosses the blondes face.
You’re angry at your father for being a loudmouth but, all the same, thankful for the giving Jack the push he needs.
The Strike Commander of Overwatch asking you out only a few weeks later.
Hanzo is very polite and business oriented. There will be very minimal affection from him. He uses his wealth and success to impress others, so he’s a very good candidate to take home to your parents.
HOW DARE–I’m in the middle of finishing up this chapter for my fic and you just!!!
“Thank you, I think because of you, I won’t have to worry about my parents bugging me for a long while.” You chuckle to yourself at the memory of your parents, slack-jawed and blown away by the gentleman persona Hanzo was so perfectly adept at portraying. Even you were at a loss, unable to help yourself from turning red whenever he so casually mentions trips that you didn’t take together or detailed the plans for a future that would never exist beyond his spoken imagination.
The memories of him saying things like, “I would not mind being married anywhere so long as I may have you to myself,” is enough to keep you sinfully warm in this chilly weather.
He laughs, a little subdued now that he’s had some wine and food in him. “Yes, they seem to have found my performance quite adequate. You did quite well yourself. I would not have minded having actually met you through…what was it again, ‘getting drunk and asking you to bring me home’.”
Something curdles inside you at that word: performance, but you force yourself to turn away from that and laugh at the terrible excuse you had thrown at your parents. “It was the best I could do! We didn’t have time to think of a cover story.”
“It was a good cover story, I assure you,” he says mirthfully, giving you a comforting pat on the shoulder.
“Yeah. This was a good night.” You take in the crisp air and look up at the silvery, stooping moon. “Thanks,” you say again, “I had a lot of fun tonight.”
“A pleasure.”
It really was. The night went off perfectly, and you couldn’t really ask for anything more, except…
“Hey, Hanzo?” You fidget for a moment and look up at his sharp features, a little bashful and a little bit thrilled. “Could I
—
could I have a hug before we go? For memories’ sake?”
He seems surprised at that and hesitates for a moment; a first since you’ve met him late yesterday.
You arms lower just a touch, disappointment weighing them and you down.
You cringe. Please don’t let it be that. Please let this night end with a pleasant memory.
“Sorry, guess that’s beyond our rules, huh?”
“No. I
—
” He looks around, searching for something like an answer before he takes in a breath and looks up at you from his bowed head, seeming a little less confident and more human than the perfect boyfriend he’s been paid to be all evening.
“I truly enjoyed tonight. If it’s all right with you, I would not…object to making this more”
—
he takes a dramatic pause, tilting a sly yet somehow abashed smile at you that makes something in your stomach flutter warmly —
Toad's Cave 