Zenyatta nervously stared forward and Genji patted his back, humming out in reassurance.
“They are obviously in love with you,” Genji said, “They’re going to say yes, just ask them.”
Zenyatta’s body relaxed at his pupil’s reassuring words and tilted his head with relief. You came in to see Genji rubbing your boyfriend’s back and you raised your eyebrow.
“Should I come back later?” you asked and Genji shook his head.
“I was just leaving,” he got up and practically ran from the room, giving Zenyatta a very unsubtle thumbs up.
“What was that about?” you asked as Genji peered into the room from the doorway.
“Nothing,” he said, his hands rubbing together nervously.
“Are you alright?” you asked, rubbing his arm reassuringly.
You peered up at him and his chest grew uncomfortably warm, his hand instinctively going to rub it. There was something in the glint of your eyes and he just blurted out.
You fluttered your eyelashes in surprise and your mouth opened slightly, Zenyatta starting to grow little flustered which was unusual for the Shambali monk.
“I am being serious,” he gently reassured, pulling out the ring, “I would like to spend my life with you.”
“I would like that as well,” you said, sliding your hand onto his.
He gently slid the ring onto your finger, your chest growing tight with emotion. You threw yourself into his arms and laughed, his own body filled with joy. Genji gave a soft, yoush, from the doorway before leaving, Zenyatta’s arms rubbing your back.