#hanzo's thread

@goldgliitters || unprompted asks I cherish immensely.

HANZO. ☈

Dang it.

Foolish man that he is to assume he could surprise her for once. No, of course not, she is always one step ahead.

So he is taken aback when, upon entering her their room, he is assailed by 155 lbs of Chinese enthusiasm. He is so stunned he is too weak in the arms to hold her, so he falls back on the bed with Mei on his chest.

Hanzo can’t hold back the roaring laugh blowing up in his thorax, the kisses Mei is drowning him in and the sweetness of her love. Oh, how long has it been since he has last missed home? Home is there, right there. He laughs so hard and so much he loses his breath, but that doesn’t stop him; he wheezes, hiccups, caressing her beautiful, pale face with just his thumbs.

HANZO. ☈

“I win.”

Hanzo declared, his arms wrapped around Mei tight enough to block her, but not quite hard enough to hurt her. It was her idea to spar with him, he would have liked to avoid it, but as she had reminded him countless times, she needed to practice for her field operations; would have he trusted someone else to hurt his plum? No, of course not. So he had to swallow it and play the bad guy.

@goldgliitters || unprompted asks I cherish immensely.

HANZO. ☈

Hanzo chuckles. “You know, my noseline used to be as pretty as yours years ago. Well, yours is a little more…” Hanzo pushes the little tip of her nose upward very gently, then runs his finger over her profile. His nosetip, on the contrary, is squarer and straight.

“But after I left the clan, one day I got into a fist fight with some idiot. I can’t even remember why, I think I was—-” he doesn’t say that word, ‘cause he knows it will make Mei upset. “—inebriated. Well, he broke my nose, and now there is this bump. I swear I used to be prettier than this.”

@goldgliitters || unprompted asks I cherish immensely.

HANZO. ☈

Wha— – - ?

One couldn’t even read the last debrief without being…! The tablet was immediately dropped (thank God the stuff they made those things with was harder than steel) and Hanzo reached out to catch the flying plum before she could have broken her neck.

And that was his duty, was his not? No, no… that word wasn’t appropriate. Duty was a word that Hanzo had grown to detest and hate viciously. It was his— – ... what was the word again? … — his task. Yes. It was his task to always protect Mei, no matter what. It wasn’t like she needed someone to defend her— it was more like he needed to take care of her.

He wasn’t a man of words — honestly, he was awful at wording his feelings. But she knew and she respected him for it. She knew how terribly cracked he was, she knew he had to be given space and time to adapt, she knew he was a little rough around the edges, but she liked him nonetheless. ‘I wish you could see yourself the way I see you, Hanzo. I wish you could see how beautiful a human you are.’

His task was to catch her, always. Be her safe landing. Be her pillar. Be her caress before sleep and her ‘good morning’ when she woke up. Be the kiss on her forehead when the memories haunted her. Be her chuckle when she did something clumsy yet endearing. Be her smile, every once in a while, when she reminded him how in love she was with him.

Because she was his personal cheerleader. Because she had proved him that redemption wasn’t a lonely path, that it was better to travel in two. Because she held his hand when he was about to fall from the rope.Because she was everything he needed, without a single change to make. And what change could someone ever think fit for her? Such speculation was heresy.

@xuegenic || unprompted asks I cherish immensely.

HANZO. ☈

Now, now. He is terribly offended by that nickname. Scruffy? That was an UNFORGIVABLE injury to his honour.

“I will let you know that I use beard conditioner so that you don’t get all itchy and complaining when you kiss me, Ume. Scruffy… tsk.”

Of course, the tone of his reprimanding is sweetened by how he caresses her hairline with his thumb, and oh that smile that bends his lips, for how long has it been missing?

@xuegenic || umprompted asks I cherish immensely.

HANZO. ☈

Ach! Caught off guard, as usual. Mei had a weird way of making him so relaxed around her he stopped paying attention; while he always ran his eyes on all the people in a room at once, to tell apart friends from foes, or just to feel safe, that impulse vanished completely with doctor Zhou. That was why she always managed to sneak kisses to and on him.

@goldgliitters || ask meme. (2/5)

HANZO. ☈

“Demands now, huh?”

He sighed, shaking his head, before pulling Mei closer in for a little peck on the lips. That was everything she was about to have. One little peck for throwing a tantrum.

continuation from this ask here, because we all need some good shimangst.

HANZO. ☈

“Hm.”

Despite everything, Hanzo HAD to agree with him. He would have never tried to harm Genji again, that was the only thing in his life he was sure of. Warping the past, had it been possible, would meet him with the same state of mind: killing his brother had only brought despair onto the elder Shimada. His life was nothing but a lonely path to walk alone towards redemption. He hoped that, once achieved, the man in the mirror would eventually become the man Hanzo felt he needed to be.

But what had been done, was done forever. Hanzo had killed Genji, no matter what he said. He had killed the man Genji was... and now the one standing behind him was a person anew. He knew his brother, but this man... was him what Genji was meant to be all along? His heart could not bear to know the answer. Was he happy with what life had reserved him? He wished not to know the answer of this either.