It was on a monday night, mccree and hanzo had a big mission tomorrow which didn't really help the situation at all, everyone slept in partners in separate rooms, widowmaker and tracer in one, reaper and soldier 76 in another, everyone had there separate beds except hanzo and mccree, apparently they had ran out of beds so they had to sleep together, tracer was the one who arranged the sleeping quarters so who knows, but it also dawned on Mccree that whenever tracer sets up the sleepy 'buddys' he and hanzo always seemed to share a bed,

mccree always slept on the left side of the bed leaving the right side to hanzo, mccree tried to give hanzo lots of space since his last few nights were terrible, mccree was sleeping peacefully until he heard a slight mumble coming from the opposite side of the bed, mccree was facing hanzos side of the bed so he could keep track of him, mccree slightly opened his eyes and noticed hanzo was facing him aswell,

mccree was slightly surprised at the fact, mccree saw hanzos eye brows cleanse and nose shrink indecating that he was not sleeping well, mccree slightly inched closer to hanzo, usually, if hanzo and mccree get put together on missions like this and have to share a bed, if hanzo was having a nightmare or a bad dream, mccree could move closer or even touch him to calm him down, mccree never knew why though,

when mccree moved a bit closer he noticed that hanzo wasn't getting calm, or calmer, when mccree was in arms reach he put a hand on his shoulder, "hanzo?" Mccree said softly "are you alright darling?" There was no response, which made mccree worry, there was silence until hanzo a mumble, "s..stop.." Mccree moved closer to hanzo until he was almost touch him "n...no" hanzo mumbled, then mccree started questioning the dream he was having, was it about him? Hanzos mysterious past? The murder in his brother genji? (Gengu :3),

many ideas flew around in mccrees head until he noticed a slight grip on his shirt, hanzo had seemed to grab onto mccrees shirt, of course, mccree didn't mind, hanzos grip tightened as he let out another mumble, I was quiet, but mccree was able to hear, "m..mc- no..." hanzos grip tightened a bit more and mccree saw tears starting to form in hanzos eyes which made mccree worry more, mccree then wrapped one of his arms around hanzo pulling him into a hug, hanzo, still holding on mccrees shirt, started to whimper,

'is his dream really that bad?' Mccree thought to himself "m...mccree...n...n...no" hanzo whimpered, as tears rolled down his face, gripping mccrees shirt tighter, mccree was surprised at his words and hugged the man tighter "shhh, its alright darlin', I'm here" mccree said, trying to calm the man down, mccree felt that it calmed hanzo down a bit, hanzo seemed to stop shivering and his grip on mccrees shirt loosened, when mccree looked down at hanzo he saw that he had put is head along his chest,

Like he was listening to something,