[ McCree is a person who exudes confidence. There’s swagger in his step and assuredness in his placid half-smile. He moseys into battle with jingling spurs, an outdated weapon, and an attire that strikes most as unusual, and he does so without care because he is comfortable in his tastes and is aware of his proficiency. He’s never known shy, and the warmth that radiates from his friendliness and charisma is palpable.
Rare are his foundations shook with uncertainty.
Leave it to one Hanzo Shimada to rock him to the core.
He currently sits before said Shimada at a cafe tucked away near the port of Gibraltar (it was a trek that was easy enough given that Gibraltar as a whole is fairly small). He can feel his nerves tossing his stomach and rattling his bones, and though he is fairly certain that his demeanor remains unperturbed, he knows that Hanzo is sharp, and he worries that his apprehension is sensed.
His anxiety struck shortly after their text conversation that McCree had accidentally initiated. While it proved to have a positive outcome, he began to question Hanzo’s perspective on the whole ordeal. His initial reaction was giddiness, believing that there was mutuality between feelings for one another, but it was difficult not to note how unenthusiastic Hanzo was. Knowing the archer’s personality, he figured that his happiness reverberated in waves of serenity rather than exuberance, but he still couldn’t quite shake the unease.
And he still can’t, especially now with the tepid man sitting across from him.
I’m thinking... [ He breaks the silence that had been looming over them since he had shown up at Hanzo’s door with the clearing of his throat and the straightening of his back. ] I’m thinking that I owe you an apology. [ Because the issue at hand is not weather Hanzo is interested or not, but rather if Hanzo has the right idea of what McCree’s intentions are because with a conversation that began with McCree telling Genji that he wanted to sleep with the elder Shimada, he can see where there could have been some miscommunication from his end and discomfort on Hanzo’s. ]
Genji is a best friend of mine, but I shouldn’t have been talking about you like that.
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[ McCree is a person who exudes confidence. There’s swagger in his step and assuredness in his placid half-smile. He moseys into battle with jingling spurs, an outdated weapon, and an attire that strikes most as unusual, and he does so without care because he is comfortable in his tastes and is aware of his proficiency. He’s never known shy, and the warmth that radiates from his friendliness and charisma is palpable.
Rare are his foundations shook with uncertainty.
Leave it to one Hanzo Shimada to rock him to the core.
He currently sits before said Shimada at a cafe tucked away near the port of Gibraltar (it was a trek that was easy enough given that Gibraltar as a whole is fairly small). He can feel his nerves tossing his stomach and rattling his bones, and though he is fairly certain that his demeanor remains unperturbed, he knows that Hanzo is sharp, and he worries that his apprehension is sensed.
His anxiety struck shortly after their text conversation that McCree had accidentally initiated. While it proved to have a positive outcome, he began to question Hanzo’s perspective on the whole ordeal. His initial reaction was giddiness, believing that there was mutuality between feelings for one another, but it was difficult not to note how unenthusiastic Hanzo was. Knowing the archer’s personality, he figured that his happiness reverberated in waves of serenity rather than exuberance, but he still couldn’t quite shake the unease.
And he still can’t, especially now with the tepid man sitting across from him.
I’m thinking... [ He breaks the silence that had been looming over them since he had shown up at Hanzo’s door with the clearing of his throat and the straightening of his back. ] I’m thinking that I owe you an apology. [ Because the issue at hand is not weather Hanzo is interested or not, but rather if Hanzo has the right idea of what McCree’s intentions are because with a conversation that began with McCree telling Genji that he wanted to sleep with the elder Shimada, he can see where there could have been some miscommunication from his end and discomfort on Hanzo’s. ]
Genji is a best friend of mine, but I shouldn’t have been talking about you like that.