/ YAOI Male/Male, Warning. Once again this was written very suddenly, I literally thought of this idea 5 minutes ago and it's literally 2am ;-; /

Jesse had finally got back from a day's mission, rather stressed out and tense. Someone had been playing on his mind again. Recently he had gotten into talking to people online, trying to make friends or whatnot. He was still new to using the internet so at time he found it rather difficult, he was now on the Face Book which he had discovered through the Google. He never understood the name. Was it because you were suppose to post photos of your own face and it resembled a book as you had to read these things called statuses? He had no idea.

He had just showered and sat down on his small stall in front of his beaten up wooden desk with a laptop on it, he was only wearing a small white towel. He instantly signed into the Face Book and went to his messages. A warm flushed feeling ran through him as he opened up the chat he had going with Hanzo Shimada, Hanzo had messaged him a simple good morning. Him and Hanzo had been speaking for around a month now and speaking online to someone was so much more emotionally investing in a good sense. He found you build your relationship on trust. He had only ever seen a single photo of Hanzo and it was at an angle that you could only see the back of him and his hair. He really had no idea what Hanzo was really like and Hanzo always refused to send any photos of himself to Jesse. Jesse however, he always took many photos for Hanzo. Jesse was a bit of a show off and if he ever had anything of interest, Hanzo was the first person to see it.

"Hello darling what are you doing today then" Jesse had sent to him, his written sentences badly structured as always.

"I have just finished working and I am currently heading home. What have you done today?" Hanzo was straight to the point and he was well written.

"Ah ive just been on a little field trip thats all working here and there" Jesse sat back, he knew Hanzo worked for Overwatch as well but in Japan. Overwatch was a world wide organisation of specific selected people.

"Nice."

"Why you all gotta be blunt like that it gives me nothing to say back"

"Well, you have just replied to me so it clearly did make you say something, a whole sentence in fact."

"Thats not the point but you got me there" Jesse rolled his eyes at the messages. He picked his laptop up and went to make himself a coffee, feeling like he needed the caffeine right now. "Hey hanzo are you feeling like sending me a photo of you now or are you still avoiding the idea"

Hanzo didn't seem to reply for what seemed a long time, maybe he got offended by him asking for the 100th time. He sighed and was about to write his apologises when he got a message back.

"I did go out and purchase a web cam over the weekend but I did not want to tell you and get you eager for me to use it for you to see me. But I have thought on the idea and I am willing to try and set it up and contact you visually tomorrow."

Jesse sat there with his mouth agape. Now that he wasn't expecting. All this time he thought his friend may be hiding something, maybe he wasn't who he said he was or something like that but now he had said yes? He wouldn't actually mind if Hanzo wasn't the same guy in the photos or if it wasn't even his real name. He had become friends with however was behind the screen for their personality and humorous bluntness.

Im totally down for that i didnt expect that at all but im not going to say no" He actually got very flustered very suddenly, not really knowing what to say. "What time tomorrow and does it have to be tomorrow thats a long time away"

"It has to be tomorrow as tonight I am rather busy. I am free all day tomorrow so if you are as well, considering it is a weekend and you may want to sleep till late morning, We can try at around 1pm?" Hanzo asked him. Jesse was smiling like a goofy idiot. Hanzo knew when Jesse slept till on the weekends and what times he was free.

"I dont mind waking up early to see you darling but 1 is great" He was standing like an idiot in the kitchen with a now luke warm cup of coffee in his other hand.

"Then that is when we will video call. I have to go but I will attempt to message you late tonight. Goodbye." Hanzo's little green dot vanished and his account went offline.

Jesse took a seat down on the sofa, still shocked. He was lost in thought now. He had been chatting to Hanzo for just over a month. He considered them friends, they did share a fair bit about each other to one another and they did have playful times. Well, as playful as Hanzo's personality would let him. Jesse was what many people would call over attached. He got attached to people pretty fast and Hanzo was one of those people. He was his first form of internet friend and he felt free to discuss almost anything with him and could expect a proper reply and not a piss round which he would have received with his other in real life friends. Thinking of seeing Hanzo tomorrow only brought more questions to his mind.

What did he actually look like? How old was he? (Hanzo never answered his questions and he refused to state it on his online profile.) How tall was he? Was his accent really thick? Would they get on in real life? A lot of people couldn't stand Jesse, maybe Hanzo would change after seeing him for the first time!? Jesse started to fill with all sorts of emotions. He was nervous but excited, sad yet happy, scared yet confident. Nothing really made sense about this situation as he had never been in this situation before in his life.

As he was away with the questions in his mind, night crept on. He sighed, getting up. "Nice goin' idiot..." He mumbled to himself but went up to bed. It was a stuffy night so he just threw the towel to the side and laid down on his bed. He brushed his fingers through his hair, moving it out his face and tucking it behind his rounded ears. "Why you gotta get yourself worked up like this..." He rolled over and looked at his bedside desk which had a small mirror there. He saw his face, he thought he wasn't a bad looking guy at all, a lot of girls and guys seemed to like him. But those girls and guys weren't Hanzo. He couldn't imagine how Hanzo would react because he couldn't picture Hanzo in general. It was a mystery to him. He wasn't even thinking of Hanzo in a romantic way, platonic if anything (he swears) but he hoped Hanzo would actually like him. He was really hung up on the idea of it. He sighed and turned off the small lamp to the side, everything going dark but the crickets of the night with their midnight chirps kept his mind just awake enough to not allow him to sleep.

He grabbed a pillow and shoved his face into it, groaning a bit. Fuck sake. He got up, throwing boxers on and going outside to his homely porch. He sat on the cracking wooden steps and lit up a cigar, huffing into it to calm his nerves. This wasn't even this much of a deal, he didn't understand. He wondered how Hanzo, who was on the other side of the world from him right now, was taking this. He probably didn't care much at all. He would have to find out tomorrow.