Angela's Home
Zurich, SwitzerlandThe light of the morning sun shone through the small cracks in the curtains and into the master bedroom of Angela's small 2-bedroom home just outside of Zurich. She was snuggling into Hanzo, who was sleeping soundly with one arm around her and the other behind his head underneath the pillow. She was up late the previous night taking care of a lot of paperwork. Now that Overwatch was out and all of the promo work was done, she returned to her regular job as a doctor and all of the stresses that came with that. Especially considering that just shortly before beginning work on Overwatch, she had just left University Hospital Zurich and opened up her own private practice and was trying to get it off the ground. As a result, she spent a lot of time flying back and forth between the US and Switzerland. Hanzo also returned to his normal activities as an Olympic archer for Switzerland.
The two had actually met shortly before starting work together with Blizzard for their game "Overwatch" where they would play characters based on their real occupation. Hanzo was actually the one to receive an offer, being an Olympic archer, but when Blizzard mentioned the need for a support healer character, he convinced them to bring Angela on board. Hanzo himself was contacted because his brother Genji, an actor based out of LA, auditioned for and got a part playing a ninja and suggested that his brother, who was an Olympic archer, be part of the game as well. Needless to say, the company agreed.
The two met when she was still working at a hospital and treated him for a skiing injury and Hanzo said during an interview that it was 'love at first sight'. He returned to the hospital a week later and asked her out in front of everyone and she accepted. In the same interview, Angela admitted that she only accepted because she was so flustered by him asking her out in front of her colleagues and completely intended to not show up but decided to go out with him at the last minute because '[she] was bored and had a bad day' and it turned out to be 'one of the best decisions [she's] ever made'.
By 8 am, the light lined up with Angela's eyes in bed, making her groan a little and made a motion with her hand as if trying to swat away the light. She snuggled into Hanzo more, as if trying to hide from the light, but it was too late, she was awake now. She slowly opened her eyes and let out a breath of defeat.
'So much for sleeping in…' she thought to herself.
She looked at Hanzo's sleeping form, smiling a little to herself as she adjusted her position a little and gently ran her fingers down his face. When she got to his lips, he suddenly opened his mouth and gently bit down on her finger. Angela jumped and let out a cute squeak as she yanked her finger from his mouth.
"Du zicke!" she exclaimed as she smacked his shoulder.
Hanzo couldn't help but start laughing at that. Angela began to murmur curses under her breath in German. Hanzo only understood some of it, which, in a way, made it even funnier.
"You know that I know what you're saying. At least some of it." Hanzo chuckled.
"Yes, but not all of it."
Hanzo laughed at that. Despite having lived in Switzerland at least 8 months out of the year, minimum, for almost 5 years now (and the past two years he lived there all 12 months not counting trips for work/family) his German was still pretty much non-existent; in fact, Angela spoke better Japanese than he did German. There was no pressure for him to learn though as everyone he interacted with spoke English for the most part anyway and Swiss German was a little funky compared to standard German because each canton had its own version of it; Zurich Swiss German was different from, say, Swiss German spoken by those in Bern and it was all different based on which canton they were in. That was just a level of confusion that he didn't want to deal with. He could just learn standard German but why do that when he already spoke English and everyone around him spoke English. And besides, Angela was putting no pressure on him to learn German and if the lady wasn't putting pressure on him, he surely wasn't going to put it on himself.
Speaking of which, Hanzo pulled her on top of him and rested his hands on her lower back and stared at her with that smile of his. Angela could only hold eye contact with him for so long when he was smiling like that; her heart began to race and she could feel her face begin to turn red.
"Wh-why are you looking at me like that?" she stammered.
Hanzo reached up with one hand and brushed some of her hair away from her face and placed his hand on the side of her face, brushing his thumb over her cheek.
"You always look so beautiful in the morning." he said.
"H-hey! Don't try to ch-ch-change the subj…mmmphf!" Angela said before being cut off when Hanzo shifted his hand so it was behind her head and he pulled her down for a kiss.
Her eyes went wide for a moment before she melted right into it and began to return the feeling, one-upping him on the heat and passion. They broke away for air for a moment before going back in again and she found herself beginning to grind against him slightly. It's worth noting that they were both completely naked underneath the covers, so as their bare skin rubbed against each other with increasing pressure, Angela got more and more turned on. But that soon came to an abrupt end when the phone rang on the night stand next to them, making both jump a little because of the loud ringtone.
"Damn, you really need to turn that thing down." Hanzo said.
"I don't know how!"
Hanzo answered the phone.
"Hello?"
He was suddenly assaulted with a barrage of German from a guy who sounded kind of upset.
"Whoa, whoa, hey, hold up, slow down. No sprechen the deutsch, man. No sprechen the deutsch." Hanzo said before handing the phone over to Angela.
Angela grumbled as she ripped the phone from his hand and put it up to her ear.
"What do you want?!" she barked into the phone, thinking it was a salesman or something.
Suddenly, her face change to shock and she jumped off of Hanzo, threw the covers off of her and got onto her feet at attention.
"Oh, hallo Herr Kleiner! Wie geht es Ihnen?" she said in a polite, Barbie-like customer service voice.
Hanzo couldn't help but chuckle; she fucked up. He saw her shake her head profusely as she disappeared from the room and headed downstairs.
"Ah, vergib mir! Das war doch nicht so gemeint! Hahaha!"
That was all he caught before he couldn't hear her talking anymore. He chuckled a little to himself before turning his head and looking over at the clock. He saw it was about 8:15 in the morning so he decided to get up. He first swung his legs to the edge of the bed and yawned stretching his arms out and rubbed his eyes. He spent a few minutes resting his face in his palms. Finally, he stood up and stretched out a moment and then walked over to the chair where his clothes were and pulled on his shorts and shirt. He grabbed the eggshell white cashmere bathrobe hanging on the hook on the door and made his way downstairs. When he got down, he saw Angela pacing back and forth as she was finishing up her conversation. There was something hilarious about seeing her pace around naked and speaking in German. He stood there, watching her as she passed him back over and over again as she paced. When she was finished and hung up, she let out a long, dreadful sigh as she placed the phone onto the nearby table and then walked up to Hanzo and wrapped her arms around him, burying her face into his chest. He took a moment to place the robe around her shoulders to cover her up before wrapping his arms around her.
"Everything alright?" he asked her.
"Everything's fine." Angela muttered into him.
She then turned her head so that her speech wasn't muffled by her face being buried in his chest.
"That was just someone who was controlling some of the financing of the new office. Asking about turnarounds and such. I really regret borrowing from him; he's a real asshole."
"Can't you just pay him off now? I mean, the game sold really well and our bank accounts are definitely fatter than Amelie Lacroix's ass by now." he said to her.
Angela burst out laughing when he said that.
"You did not just say that. Oh my god."
"Well, I mean, am I right or what?"
"You're an idiot, that's what."
"I'm just saying." Hanzo grinned.
She just clicked her tongue and shook her head.
"Anyways, I mean I could, but why would I? It's interest-free for another 2 years, plus, I'd rather take that money and reinvest it to grow my practice more and get even more return on it." Angela explained to him, "Besides, our house in Kyoto is still not paid off yet; if I wanted to pay something off first, it'd be the house."
"Oh Angie, you're always overthinking things." Hanzo chuckled.
Angela just rolled her eyes and held onto him for a little longer before slowly pulling away and then pulling her arms through the sleeves of the robe and then loosely tying it.
"I guess I should make breakfast now. What would you like?" she asked as she made her way into the kitchen and began to look through what they had.
"I'm not particularly picky right now."
Angela hummed in thought to the tune of Journey's "Don't Stop Believin'" as she began to pull out ingredients to make breakfast with.
"Oh hey. Andrew just sent me a text." Hanzo mused aloud as he looked at his phone.
"Hm? What did he say?" Angela asked.
"Said the flight's an hour early." he told her as he began to type away a response.
"Wait. How is he texting you if he's still 30-some-odd thousand feet in the air?"
"In-flight WiFi, I'm assuming." Hanzo told her.
"Well I don't know." she said defensively, "Not every flight has WiFi."
Hanzo looked up from his phone over at her.
"It's an international flight, baby." he said in a 'that should be obvious' tone.
"So am I supposed to know what every airline carrier features in their international flights?!" Angela said, raising her voice, "I don't ha…!"
Hanzo held his hand out to her and hushed her as she spoke.
"Shhhh, it's okay, baby. Calm down." he cooed.
"Yeah, while you're standing there talking to me like I'm supposed to know everything about in-flight...whatever! Don't talk to me like that!"
"Baby, baby, it's alright. Just relax." Hanzo chuckled he said as he made his way over to her.
She walked away from him towards the end of the kitchen and he followed her until she she was backed up against the countertop. She then turned her head away.
"No! Get away from me! Don't touch me!"
"Shhhhh, just relax. Everything will be okay." Hanzo said calmly as he reached his arms out to her.
"No!" she said as she swatted his hands away.
They continued to swat each others hands away for a moment before Hanzo made one big swat and then wrapped his arms around her lower back and pulled her to him and rested his chin on top of her head. Angela inhaled sharply when she was suddenly pressed up against him and it melted her instantly. Her arms came up and wrapped around him as well and held him tight. Hey held each other for a few moments in silence before Angela slowly pulled back enough to meet his gaze, though continued to hold onto him.
"So should I even make anything then?" she asked, "Or did you want to wait and all of us have breakfast somewhere?"
"Why don't you make something small and easy then we can grab something when we pick them up."
Angela hummed in thought before nodding her head.
"Alright, I can do that."
He then let her go and she put some of the things away that she pulled out. Hanzo, in the meanwhile, went back upstairs to fix the bed and get his clothes ready for the day. He was going to jump into the shower real quick before breakfast but whatever she made was really quick because she had called him down before he was able to do so. Not a big deal, he'd do it afterward. Hanzo made his way downstairs and into the kitchen area where Angela was setting their plates at the table. On the plate sat a delicious-looking croissant sandwich.
"Thanks, babe." he said, leaning down to give her a kiss as she passed by him.
"My pleasure." she said, reciprocating.
At that, they took their seats and began to eat. The meal was pretty quiet; the two didn't really exchange words as they ate. They rarely ever did, instead opting to simply enjoy their food and being in each other's presence. Of course, unless one had been away from the other too long and they were catching up over a meal. Hanzo finished first and then pulled out his phone to reply to another text as he waited patiently for Angela to finish her plate. It didn't take her too much longer before she finished as well. Hanzo finished up his text and then shut off his phone and then placed it on the table and looked over at her.
"So what time did you want to leave?" Angela asked as she patted her lips with her napkin.
"Wanna do a round of yoga then shower up and go?" he asked.
"Sure, that sounds great!" she said.
Hanzo nodded his head and then got up from his chair, taking both of their plates to the sink to wash them. Angela got up and made her way to the back yard where she began setting up their mats for yoga. Hanzo came out just as she was finishing up and after sharing a kiss, they began their sequence; often switching off who led fluidly between each pose. She was much more flexible than Hanzo and overshadowed him in flexibility-based poses which he could barely do but he dominated the strength-based poses where she fell apart on them quite quickly, assuming she was able to even complete the pose. Then again, doing yoga in robes didn't exactly make things easier. Their yoga flow lasted about an hour-and-a-half before they ended it lying in shavasana for a few minutes. And between the sun shining on them and the sequence, they were both drenched in sweat at the end, too.
"That was good." Angela breathed, breaking the silence
"Yeah, it was."
After a few more minutes of catching their breath, Hanzo sat up straight before getting up onto his feet.
"Alright, I'm going to go shower now. We should leave in about 45 minutes." Hanzo told her.
She nodded her head as Hanzo headed inside and upstairs to shower. Angela, in the meanwhile, got up a little slower and then put the mats away before heading upstairs as well and then opening up the door to the bathroom while Hanzo was in there. She let her robe drop to the floor and she opened the shower door and ushered her way inside. With the two in there, space was a little tight, but manageable. Hanzo looked at her like she was a maniac.
"Excuse me, do you mind?" Hanzo said to her.
"Not at all." Angela replied nonchalantly.
"Okay, that was just a subtle way for me to say 'get the fuck out'."
"And that was a subtle way for me to say 'how about no'."
"Touche." he replied.
The two weaseled their way through the whole ordeal with plenty of playfulness and teasing along the way. Afterwards, they vied for dominance over the bathroom mirror and sink as they finished getting ready before getting dressed and then heading to the garage.
"You driving?" Hanzo asked.
"Absolutely not." Angela said as she opened the passenger side door and got in.
Hanzo chuckled and shook his head and shrugged his shoulders.
"Alrighty then." he muttered under his breath as he got into the driver's seat.
Not that he minded driving; she owned a nice red 2014 Audi S4 and it was a blast to drive. He pressed the button to open the garage door and after starting up the car, they were off to the airport.