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Paring: Hanzo Shimada/Jesse McCree
Rating: T
Overwatch belongs to Blizzard Entertainment.
Like any other day Hanzo was the first up, at what Jesse liked to call 'the asscrack of dawn' to make some tea and watch the sunrise. However unlike any other day he was greeted with the sight of a blue skinned woman sitting on his porch cleaning her sniper rifle. She looked over to him with a yellow eye when he shut the door softly behind him.
She raised an eyebrow at him when he offered her a seat at one of the chairs on the porch.
"Are you one of Jesse's teammates Widowmaker? Whatever happened to Talon and all those bounties you took from under my nose?"
"It has been a while Hanzo, things have changed."
"That is what Genji told me as well, however I was not aware of how drastically they did so."
Widowmaker looked at her fellow sharpshooter with a smirk, "As for the stolen kills, there has yet to be a person to hide from my sights." The omega glared at her as he sipped from his tea, but otherwise didn't respond to the jab. The French woman looked pointedly at his stretched stomach, "And I see you have been busy these past couple years."
Hanzo merely rolled his eyes at her, "Obviously, I stopped hunting bounties for a reason."
"I never have thought that you would have found that ingrate as a mate though."
"He may be an ingrate, but that ingrate happens to be the alpha I mated."
The woman smiled, "I never took you for a romantic." He scoffed at her as the first tendril of sunlight passed over them; her rifle was propped up against the wall and Hanzo's cup was sitting on a railing. The once enemies at peace with the other, and then Hanzo smiled as he heard the door open a bit. Widowmaker looked at the small girl who ran over to the omega, with what the French thought was the most horrendous clothes on.
She buried her small face into his collar bone and let her father pull her into his lap; his gentle hands getting the knots out of her hair as she sleepily leaned against him. "Baby sleep Tou-san?" Yvonne mumbled.
"Yes, the baby is asleep."
"This your little girl Hanzo?"
Suddenly Yvonne was not so sleepy anymore and she finally took in the other omega before her, and without hesitation one thing slipped out of her mouth. "Tou-san! She's pretty!" and Widowmaker smirked at Hanzo. The blue woman held out her gloved hand to the young girl and to Hanzo's embarrassment Yvonne whispered loudly to him, "Can we keep her?"
"No we can't Yvonne. Now introduce yourself properly."
She wiggled to the ground and gave a bow at the waist, "A pleasure to meet you Omega-sama, I am Pup Yvonne McCree." Widowmaker stood and returned the gesture, though keeping her pride by not bowing fully at the waist. Her French presenting was different than the Japanese presenting that Yvonne demonstrated; her tattooed arm swept out elegantly and she stood on the tips of her toes.
"Bonjour Pup, I'm Omega Amélie Lacroix. A pleasure no doubt."
Yvonne smiled at her brightly and Hanzo noticed something he hadn't yesterday.
"Yvonne, you had two front teeth last night. Now there is one," Hanzo watched as she pulled the missing tooth from her pajama pocket. He sighed at the red tinged tooth and rubbed at his temples. "Go and show Daddy, tell him that the Tooth Fairy is due for a visit," he said and Yvonne was more than happy to go wake up Jesse.
Widowmaker watched with sad eyes as the young girl slammed the door behind her, "A lovely child you have." Her own could have been the same if it had survived; it hurt because she never got to pick out a name or even learn the gender. However, like many things she had, it was taken from her.
Of course within a few minutes of Yvonne going in, the first signs of people being awake started to sound throughout the house. The soothing sounds of Jesse tripping over one of Yvonne's toys was prevalent over the noise of Lúcio's skates gliding over the wooden floors. Hanzo smiled and stood up, he motioned for Widowmaker to follow him and he opened the door to the mess inside.
His eye twitched when he caught the sight of Jesse sprawled on the ground with his foot stuck in one of the dump truck toys Yvonne had to have. Orange juice was seeping into the rug he brought from Japan, and to top it off Genji was bouncing around the place trying to clean it. Key word was try, because the younger alpha was scrubbing the rug with a wash cloth and rubbed the color into the white carpet.
D. Va and Tracer were both wrangling Yvonne off of Lúcio, Jesse's obnoxious hat sat on top of her head and Soldier: 76 just watched calmly.
"Ahh yes, a lovely family you have Hanzo. Very nice," Widowmaker snarled at him in jest. He was barely holding in his scent in, making it hard for anyone else to notice his anger.
Upon hearing her voice Tracer perked up, "Amélie!", and she dashed forward for a hug. Her orange jumpsuit a blur as the omega was knocked to the ground by the rambunctious beta. The French woman sneered at her, "Get off of me." If anything this caused Tracer to smile brightly.
"Aww she missed me guys!"
"I missed the peace and quiet of Dorado, the first chance I get I'm headed off to Volskaya."
"But it's cold up there love."
"Better than being here with you."
Jesse twitched when Hanzo's hard prosthetic poked his side, "Darlin' you know that hurts." Above him Hanzo scoffed and kicked the alpha again, Jesse put his right foot down flat on the ground and pushed himself up. The left foot was incased in shitty plastic and he shook off the fucking truck. "Alright, alright. I'm up," the American Asshole (as Hanzo liked to call him) got to his feet.
The look on Hanzo's face said, 'I'm-not-going-to-clean-this-mess, you're-gonna-do-it-and-I'm-going-to-rest-my-aching-back-asshole.'
"Feelin' up for some breakfast sweetheart?"
"Only if you clean up after yourself."
"Love you too Hanzo."
Being the darling he was, Jesse leaned over to give the archer a kiss but was roughly pushed back by Lúcio, who stumbled on the lip of the nice (now stained) rug. The pregnant omega smirked when the two fell to the ground and Jesse inadvertently kissed the ground near Hanzo's feet. It took a lot of will to not make a joke at his mate's expense, but Hanzo managed to keep silent as Jesse helped Lúcio up.
The alpha grumbled as he shuffled into the kitchen, ready to completely decimate the pantry and fridge in order to feed those animals some goddamned food. Of course he loved his friends, but damn those people could eat more than a hungry, hungry, hippo. "Well shit," he mumbled he opened up the fridge. It was empty.
Not like, there's nothing to eat because I'm lazy empty.
No, like the only goddamned thing in their was a jar of mayo empty.
He could hear Hanzo snicker from the room over and Jesse couldn't believe it; THE FRIDGE WAS FULL YESTERDAY, WHAT HAPPENED? Yvonne was nice enough to supply her bewildered father with an answer. "But Daddy, Tou-san said the baby was hungry and then 'Racer 'n Soldier had late night snacks with us," and the poor alpha could feel his wallet get lighter.
"Can we go shopping Daddy?"
"We're gonna have to sweet pea."
Her brown eyes glittered with happiness as she nearly tripped over her feet to get to her room; no doubt happy that she would get spoiled to death by Jesse. "I'm going shopping! I'm going shopping!" she sang out to the rest of the crew.
"No," Jesse nearly moaned out in despair.
Everyone began to voice their opinions and within the hour all American alpha Jesse McCree was taking four people with him to the supermarket. And to top it off, none of the bastards had any money to spend. "Say goodbye to your college fund Yvonne, Daddy's gonna need it," he commented to her.
"But that's why money grows on trees. Duh Daddy."
"Oh lord help me," he muttered as Lúcio, Tracer, and D. Va laughed at him.
~.~.~.
"How?"
"Aww dontcha worry mate! Roadie will take care of 'em!"
"Do not worry comrades, I will help prepare the food!"
"No I am a mother, and Jesse's poor child will not be put through such torture."
"Nihao! Sorry about the mess McCree."
"I will not clean up after your guests Jesse."
Ahh, there was his loving mate coming to his rescue, but in his defense there was little he could do in such a situation. While they were at the store; the entirety of the Overwatch Dorado team shows up out of no where. And of course Jesse was not even prepared to feed this many people; having thought that he only had to feed nine people. NOT FIFTEEN!
Oh god, Roadhog ate enough for fifteen people alone!
His luck would have it that Hanzo would only smile at him and point him to anything he needed, but otherwise didn't lift a fucking finger. Of course this would be countered with his omega saying something like 'it is your own fault that you invited them all over here'. Yeah, probably wasn't his smartest move in a while, but it was the only thing he could do in that moment.
Besides he'd feel guilty if they were sleeping in the aircraft while he had his own comfy bedding.
Jesse only watched as Ana and Pharah took the groceries from him, the two tsking over his choice of food. Right in the middle of his living room both Junkrat and Tracer were fixing their bombs, borrowing the tools from his basement. Symmetra was glaring at Roadhog as he tried to piece together the chair he broke, muttering about him not fixing it properly.
God bless Mei, she took that opportunity to take Yvonne off his hands by demonstrating her Ice Wall ability outside. "Don't lick the ice Yvonne!" he called out hollowly as he rubbed his temples. You know what? Maybe he should have let them stay at the mercy of Talon's agents, because he didn't want to see what Roadhog would do to the plumbing.
And Mercy, blessed Mercy! When Yvonne got bored with Mei, beautiful Mercy stepped in and held the little girl tightly in her arms and flew around. All the while everyone inside was going fucking crazy.
"Put that down! JUNKRAT!"
"Y'all motherfuckers are gonna kill me."
"OW! I just wanted some water Ana!"
"A'int never met a more fucked up group o' people."
All said by yours truly.
Still it was worth getting them out of Dorado as the other bases in the world got ready for their arrivals. Volskaya and Numbani were no goes, while King's Row and Nepal were ready to take on a few people. While he wanted to kill all of his teammates, he wouldn't want anything bad happen to them (that he didn't do).
The few moments of quiet that he got since coming home was at night, and that moment was last night.
He was now in a loud hell; having been kicked out from his kitchen, living room, and one bathroom (don't ask) by Hanzo and the Amari women. The old game stations he kept from his childhood were in use by D. Va and the younger members. All the omegas (except D. Va) were crowding the kitchen and were working on their little banquet.
To keep Jesse from his own kitchen, Symmetra's turrets were in place against him and the others in the house. At first the alpha in Jesse reared its ugly head, the little white turret was posing a threat to him and his pregnant mate. It took him a second to realize that there was no actual threat before he could apologize to Symmetra.
Roadhog waddled through the house with the now fixed chair and looked at the defeated form of Jesse on the ground. "I fixed it," the alpha grumbled before setting it down in the hallway and picking Jesse's foot up. "Why?" the gunslinger asked as the Australian pulled him through the house.
"Hanzo help," he begged as he passed his mate.
"No," and he was stepped on by said mate so he could pass the two alphas. Junkrat on his heels with one of the small cakes Hanzo had sitting around. The blonde brightened up upon seeing the white haired man.
He held out the half eaten mini cake to Roadhog with a smile, "They're like lil' bombs! Full o' flavor!"
"That's good Jamie," and with a nice fluid movement his mask was moved and the cake was gone.
"Hanzooooooo!" Jesse reached out for the omega's prosthetic legs desperately. "I thought you loved me!" and the omega merely rubbed as his temples as Roadhog dragged him down the hall.
"Unfortunately I do," and with a fond smile Hanzo waved for Junkrat to follow him. The blonde omega followed Hanzo curiously until he was being shoved into a bathroom with a plastic bag being thrown into his hands.
At first the Australian was puzzled as to why he was just holding a plastic bag until he pulled the object out of it. The hope in his eyes nearly crushed Hanzo; reminding him of the first pregnancy scare he had. Sitting on the tub's edge and waiting for the agonizing five minutes alone; Jesse on a mission while Hanzo chose to stay from the 'hero' life. Only to be told that the one thing he should have been good at doing, bringing life into the world, was something he was shit at.
"I could smell the scent from when you first walked in, it would help to check."
"Well why nah get Mercy?"
"Because I imagine that as an alpha, she would not be the best to look over you. Her instincts are different than ours."
Junkrat nodded and without hesitation he pulled his pants down, causing Hanzo to blush before excusing himself. Upon closing the door with a sigh Hanzo had turned and hit the round stomach of Roadhog. "Excuse me," he said and the Japanese man's instincts flared up when he was grabbed by the wrist. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up in apprehension.
For the first time in years, Hanzo felt threatened in his own home.
The mask dulled the scent that Roadhog should have been smelling, he should have scented the fear from Hanzo. The distress that flowed through him caused his pup to wake from its nap, and kick relentlessly at him. He offered no words to Roadhog, and let his body do the talking. "What were you doing in there with him?" came the low rumble.
Still, Hanzo gave him no answer.
The grip tightened slightly and Hanzo used his other hand to cover his stomach protectively. Roadhog seemed to understand this and let him go; his stance offered an apology to Hanzo that spoke louder than words could have. "I apologize, but what is he doing?" he was unrelenting. However, there was nothing he could tell him. His nose was telling him one thing, but a test could say something else.
Besides it was not his place to tell an alpha that he was not mated to something of this caliber; this was for Junkrat and Junkrat only. Also he was sure that with the both of them being Australians that there was a certain covetousness that he was probably unsure of.
"He will inform you when he is done."
His breath hitched slightly when he pushed past the alpha, an action that would have gotten him a beating once upon a time. There was sweat on his brow but Hanzo managed to get his scent under control. The last thing he wanted was to get Jesse worked up, and when he got worked up nothing good come from it. His pup turned and he gasped when he got a particularly rough kick to the bladder.
"Jackass, just like your father."
"Children can hear you in the womb,"and he glared at Ana. The older woman was smirking into her tea (which Hanzo admitted was better than his), and he could only glare at her.
"Is that why the younger Amari is an ass?"
"Exactly."
Ana only smirked but he could see her discretely scenting him, "You know I practically raised that boy. Gave him that buckle too."
"So your the reason why he makes puns about me?"
"Yeah, but I've never seen him happier in his life. So thank you, if not for you he still would have been in either the Blackwatch or Deadlock. He's all settled down now, not rushing in battle. Letting me heal his stupid ass every now and then. I just want you to know that you'll take care of that boy."
Hanzo looked at her and when a moment passed him, he nodded and smiled at her. "Of course, he may be an asshole, but he's my asshole."
The older Amari grinned, "That's the most romantic thing he could ever get from an omega."
Her scent was comforting to him and it calmed down the pup enough for him to be relieved. Hanzo gave Ana a short bow as he took his leave just in time to cringe when she yelled at him, "Lena told me that her room is under yours! And she can hear everything!"
His horrified expression had Ana smirking, and she said something he'd hoped that no one would threaten him with.
"Just so you know his name is Jesse. Not God."
~.~.~.
Once more the entirety of dinner had been awkward and stifling, every now and then both Tracer and Ana would grin at him. Jesse was trying to hold a conversation with Genji, who had been in a deep trance for the last day and night. Soldier: 76 had congregated with all the betas and the sort of soothing scents from them soured the alpha scents that were being flared.
Mercy, of all people, flared her scent dangerously when Zarya had winked at Pharah; Mei was glaring at the beta Russian. Her giant coat made the glare seem less impressive but still pretty good.
Once again Jesse found himself in the middle of it all, however he wasn't scarfing down food. No, he was watching JUNKRAT eat all of the food that was placed on the table. Hell, the blonde omega growled at him when he reached out for a nice spring roll. Needless to say he was afraid, even more so when Roadhog kept piling up Junkrat's plate until the smaller man actually couldn't eat anymore. Well, the way Junkrat signaled he was too full was by hissing at him.
With a trembling hand he reached out for a mini cake but yelped when he was nearly stabbed with a fork, Hanzo smiled at him as he took the last cake. "Aww darlin', don't be like that," and ducked under the table when a butter knife came too close to his face for comfort.
"Please! I have a kid!"
"Daddy! Tou-san isn't scary!" Yvonne cried out from her spot next to Symmetra.
Jesse poked his out from under the table and glowered, "That's what you think. You aren't over twelve, you aren't scared yet." She giggled at him and returned to her mini cake. Happily letting Symmetra clean 'the disorder from her face'. Jesse squealed when another piece of silverware went shooting towards him.
"Keep it up, I dare you," Hanzo threatened.
"See! Yvonne help Daddy!"
"No."
The omegas and betas snickered as they watched Jesse fall backwards comically; Yvonne just gained some serious respect for the people in Overwatch. Especially since there were times that Jesse pissed them off to a certain extent, and this was just something they'll remember to knock him off his high horse.
Yvonne smiled at her Daddy when he cried out, "I'm betrayed in my own house! Traitor child!"
"Nuh uh Daddy!"
"Yeah huh!"
"Nuh uh!"
"Why did I mate a man-child?"
Widowmaker was watching the small family quietly through her yellow eyes, and couldn't help the jealousy that seeped into her. This is what she had wanted! This was the life she had planned for! Not the life of a sniper rolling silently through towns and cities looking for an alpha to help her through her heat. She didn't want to be infertile, she wanted to create life and see the good in the world; not just the death through her cross hairs. Gérard would have wanted this, he would have wanted to hold their child as they cried through the night.
But he was dead and so was her chances at this apple pie life.
She reached up with a gloved hand to release her purple hair from its ponytail, wishing for the blue tinged arm to be the same créme that Gérard loved so. She ignored everyone and everything around her until her felt a gentle tugging on her hair. From the corner of her eyes she saw that precious child trying to weave her hair into a braid. It was straining the small body so Widowmaker smiled and set Yvonne on her lap.
"Is this better?"
"Thank you! You're gonna look so pretty!"
It took years of training to stop the emotion from seeping into her scent, but she couldn't help the small crack that the complete and utter yearning signaled. She stared into Yvonne's brown eyes desperately, running from the looks of pity coming from her fellow omegas. From how Symmetra muttered a small prayer for her, to how the Amari women looked away from her. Even Hanzo was sorry for her and if Yvonne wasn't there she would have left.
"Why is your name Widowmaker? I thought it was Amélie."
The air froze around her, but she painted a smile on her face, "Because I'm deadlier than any black widow spider mon pétite ange."
"That's cool, but Tou-san is better."
Widowmaker pulled a pain filled face at her, "Oh really? How so?"
Yvonne perked up and she tangled her luscious hair with grimy fingers, "Well, Tou-san has his dragons! You don't have dragons, and spider are nasty." It certainly surprised Widowmaker, since only a child could be so blunt when pursuing answers. The others at the table were smirking a little, her glares made it funnier it seemed.
She wanted to bristle when her purple hair was brutally secured with a spare rubber band and Widowmaker was suddenly being presented to her teammates as if she were a show and tell project. Though she wasn't about to deny the hopeful look on Yvonne's face, she took out her phone and used the black screen to look at her hair.
It was obviously the worst her hair has been in years, but the obvious care and thought that was put into it warmed her dead heart. "It looks beautiful mon pétite ange," and Yvonne turned to her parents with a smile on her face. The French omega's jealousy skyrocketed when Jesse picked her up and praised her. Widowmaker only picked up her fork and started to eat again, not even tasting the food.
The youngest McCree was being tossed into the air carefully, her Daddy was constantly aware of the fact that she was fragile and that it was easy to hurt her by accident. However, to Yvonne this was the best part of her time with her Daddy. Still her giggles couldn't cover her yawns and before she knew it Jesse was carting her to her room.
"But Daddy!"
"Ain't no buts Yvonne, say goodnight darlin'. They'll be there in the mornin'," Jesse placated her.
"Okay, nighty-night!"
On the bright side with fifteen people added to the household, the chores were done easily and Hanzo soon found himself laying on his bedding. Jesse flopped down next to him with a groan. "Never again," the alpha moaned out.
Hanzo snorted, "I believe I said the same after Yvonne but look where I am." He let himself be pulled into an embrace by Jesse, and rested his head in the crook of the alpha's neck. Letting the soothing scent calm him until it was a fight to stay awake, happily allowing the calloused and mechanical hands move his shirt up to rub at his stomach.
Of course, being so close to the pup woke her up and Saki was now kicking up a storm. "Really?" Hanzo mumbled sleepily as the alpha's thumb curved around a bump that was her foot.
"Can't help bein' near her, she just like me more 'n you."
"Of course. But now sleep."
Jesse gave his stomach one last pat before pulling him closer (if possible) and closed his eyes, "Love you Hanzo."
"Sleep."
"Love you darlin'," Jesse pressed.
"I love sleep."
"Aww."
A small kiss was placed on his lips with a Japanese mumble that Jesse knew was 'I love you'. He knew that Hanzo loved him, and would always no matter his feelings (hormones).
The alpha instincts in his was flaring in contentment; he had showed his beautiful mate off and presented his pup to what Jesse considered his friends and family. Both were taken in stride and the Overwatch team found that the two McCrees were just as family as anyone. It made him happy to know that if something happened to him then his Hanzo and pups would be taken care of.
Hanzo had blossomed beautifully under his constant love and support, adding to that pride, and all in all Jesse McCree was an accomplished man. To him nothing except death could ruin this for him.
Jesse let Hanzo fall asleep before kissing the top of his head, "Thank you, for everything."
Tomorrow would be sad, seeing all his friends leave for different safe houses; though he was okay knowing that they would always have a safe house here.
Thanks for all the support on this! I might make a small series out of this for those interested.
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