Hey, erm do you have any headcanons for lets say Mccree, Solider, Junkrat and maybe Hanzo; like if S/O invites them to go to a theme park for the day but then S/O gets super sleep at the end of the day and falls asleep next on one of their shoulders. Please and thanks ‘•~•’

over-canon-watch:

McCree:

• The whole day with you, his heart had been racing at a million miles an hour, he didn’t think it was possible for it to get any faster.
• And yet, the way your head lulled onto his shoulder as you cradled the small stuffed toy he’d won you, it was as if his heart could power a rocket to the moon.
• There was something about the contrast between your energetic personality and the way you slept so soundlessly that drove him crazy.
• “My god, darlin’, I’d give you the world just to see that smile.”

Soldier: 76:

• His entire frame stiffens as he feels the weight of your head gently drop onto his shoulder.
• Truth be told, he’s been fighting back these feelings for as long as he’s known you.
• Eventually, he’s caving in and steals a glance at you. His breath catches in his throat, nearly enough to cause him to cough.
• “If only you knew how much I want this to be permanent. How much I wish I could make this work between us and be there for you, always.”

Junkrat:

•  It is very difficult for him to resist the temptation to draw on your face as you sleep.
• Once he gets over that, he takes another look at you and feels this clenching feeling in his chest
• At first, he’s convinced he’s having a heart attack. However, when he is still alive a few minutes later, the realisation of what that feeling actually settles
• “Oh no, doll… This ain’t gonna go smoothly for either of us.”

Hanzo:

• The poor soul did nothing but panic for the first five minutes you slept on his shoulder. 
• Were you ill? Did you need medical attention?? Should he wake you and ask you what’s wrong???
• But, his worries were nearly instantly calmed as he heard the soft sounds of snores leaving your mouth.
• “My love, if you keep this up, you’ll worry me to death by the time the week is over.”