This man was ecstatic when you said yes. The person of his dreams was actually his lover? He couldn’t get enough of you! He loved hearing your voice; it was music to his ears.
He would always pull you into bear hugs; walking up behind you and wrapping his arms around you. He would rest his chin on top of your head, his arms dangling off your shoulders as he playfully slumped against you.
He loved everything about you — even the tiniest imperfections that you adorned. You were amazing just the way you are and he would never want that to change.
Jesse loved taking you out places; whether it be a local diner, to the beach or a stroll around the base. Being with you always made him happy. He didn’t care where you went, just as long as you were side by side he would be thrilled.
His nicknames for you came in a plethora; darling, honeybee, sweetheart just to name a few. He loved the blush that would flare up on your cheeks whenever he would whisper the endearment terms into your ears, you looked so adorable and he just couldn’t help but tease you along with it.
Pulling you into a sudden dance when you both were alone was his favorite; playing older songs in the background, his hands around your waist as you both swayed side to side, enjoying the moment.
He couldn’t get enough of you. He loved glancing your way whenever you passed by, down the hall. He loved throwing winks your way and flustering you while out on a mission. He especially loved watching you train in the gym, your skin glistening under the artificial lighting.
Hanzo
When you first asked him to be your lover, he was taken aback. Was he truly worthy of your love and affection? Had he deserved everything you gave him? He had his doubts, but your loving words filled him with joy — making his heart flutter in delight.
He couldn’t name a single thing about you that he disliked — aside from your teasing whenever his face light up in a fiery blush. He would sputter words out, looking away from you to keep his composure, but utterly failing as his hands raised to hide himself from your wandering eyes.
He wasn’t the biggest fan of PDA, but when you came home from a rather long mission, he couldn’t help himself but to run up to you and tightly embrace you. He wished how much he missed you into your ear, planting a kiss to your temple — temporary for when you go behind closed doors.
He enjoyed drinking tea with you; showing you his favorites and trying others as you both chatted about minuscule things. Hearing about your day was something he loved, even though you said it was nothing special. When your face lit up as you told a story, a smile of his own broke out on his lips.
He always thrived to show you how to use a bow and arrow, so when you first asked he was filled with joy; telling you that you had the potential to be an amazing archer. When you grew frustrated with yourself, he would always be there to reassure you. He would tell you stories of his childhood and his training with archery, telling you the hardships he endured to be where he currently is with skill.
He loved holding you close, his arms wrapped around you as you both basked in each other’s company. He enjoyed the silence that accompanied these times, telling you that the more time he spent beside you, the more he fell in love.
He was respectful with your personal space, as you were to his. He would always ask permission before embracing you, as to make sure you were comfortable, but sometimes he couldn’t help himself. He would hug you and give you gentle kisses, some with and without reason; “I happened to feel like it.”
Genji
He was self-conscious over his body and scars; what did you see in him? He was almost entirely metal and his complexion was covered in scars. Why would you want to be with him? He was extremely hesitant at first, wondering if your longing was filled by pity — but after spending time with you and having heart-to-heart conversations with him, he finally understood.
His eyes were always transparent when around you; he never felt the need to act as if nothing was wrong. He trusted you with all his being and his meditation sessions with Zenyatta were a definite help.
Genji always provided wisdom for you whenever you became stressed, quoting the words his teacher used when the tension built up within himself. He did his best to help you, offering to massage your shoulders when the muscles grew tight.
Sparring with you was one of his favorites; he loved being able to see what you were capable of. Whenever you kicked his ass, he always had a smile on his face, telling you how amazing you had become since when you first joined Overwatch.
He would always come up from behind you and pick you up, caring you in his arms whenever he felt the overwhelming need to show you his love; he couldn’t help himself, he just loved the sounds you would make in protest. Of course, it was never while you were in mid conversation, just when you were aimlessly wandering the base, waiting for your mission departure. He needed time alone with you before you left and vise versa.
He invited you to meditate with him, which you would always take the offer. Stress from missions built up, so being able to cleanse yourself and be at peace — even if it was just for a moment — was enough.
He always wanted to protect you, either while out on a mission or just simply laying in bed beside each other. You were his everything and he couldn’t live with himself if something were to happen to you. Genji knew you could take care of yourself, but he just needed the extra precaution.
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