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Jesse was taken aback by how intense the feeling was.
It swept over him like a tidal wave, crashing around in his chest and roaring in his ears. The moment he lay eyes upon the stoic archer, nervously following his brother through the hall of the base, it was all that was there. Everything faded for just a second, everything but him and Hanzo and the crashing of waves.
"Ah, hello Jesse!" Genji said, turning to face the cowboy and startling him of his thoughts. "I believe I told you, but my brother has decided to join in our fight. Jesse, this is Hanzo. Hanzo, Jesse."
Jesse locked eyes with Hanzo. The archer's eyes widened for a second, before he seemed to regain control. The smile he gave Jesse could have turned sinners into saints. "Hello, Jesse. My brother spoke kindly of you."
"Aw, did he? I'm flattered. Hope he didn't talk up too much, though, I aint all that great in person. Genji's been known to exaggerate, anyway."
Hanzo's smile did not leave his face. "I'm sure you are just as skilled as my brother says you are."
Genji snorted. "You two got something to tell me? I've seen those eyes of yours, Jesse, I know what they mean."
With a blush, McCree sheepishly turned to face Genji. "I'll, uh, tell ya later?"
Hanzo turned to face the man Genji had spoken so highly about, expecting nothing more then a man dressed in out-dated clothes. But when he saw McCree - tall, a bit round, and very hairy - he instead felt a deep warmth. It felt like sitting in front of a fire with a mug of hot tea after being outside in the snow all day. It was like walking into a warm diner on a rainy day, surrounding and deeply comforting.
Hanzo couldn't help but smile, both at the feeling and Jesse's awestruck expression. "Hello, Jesse. My brother spoke kindly of you."
Jesse's face had a red tint, and he bashfully rubbed the back of his head. He rambled on about not being all that much, but Hanzo didn't really hear. He was focused on Jesse's clothing, how it was actually charming, once you got past the oddity of it all.
McCree's rambling came to an end. Hanzo smiled at him. "I'm sure your just as skilled as my brother says you are." And he meant it.
This was quickly followed by a Genji Hanzo had almost forgotten was there. "You two got something to tell me?"
Hanzo shook his head, feeling his brother's curious gaze. I will be sure to tell you later, brother. I promise.