Hanzo is at one of the better local coffee shops, patiently waiting in line to order his latte, when he gets the text.
It’s a vibration that rattles the pocket of his cargo pants, buzzes against his fingertips when he fishes his phone out. A glance at the lockscreen tells him it’s a message from Jesse–and Hanzo feels the corner of his lips quirk up as he regards the heart emojis on either side of Jesse’s name, remembers the distaste he’d first felt when Hana had snagged his phone and put them there.
He had tried to remove them, days later, and found that Jesse’s name had seemed bare without them. Almost lacking–incomplete.
Now, they’re modified–a heart on one side, a cow on the other–and they make Hanzo roll his eyes at his own foolishness, the silly indulgences he’s allowed himself in his climbing age. With a huff he swipes his unlock code, and waits curiously for the message to pop up.
*sobs and makes unintelligible noises*
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