anon asked: If you’re okay with another mchanzo prompt how about mccree
taking hanzo horse riding but sth happens and now they both have to share a
horse to return? Cue flustered hanzo and mccree about to burst from happiness
bc horse riding, showing off his skills and getting to cuddle his bf at the
same time? Priceless
I am SO INTO THIS IDEA, thank you anon!! i hope i got the spirit of it /)(\
all you’ve gotta do is keep your balance…”
kind of advice is that? What if it moves?”
ain’t gonna move ‘s long as you don’t squirm about too much.”
for you to say. You’ve been riding since you were a boy,” Hanzo muttered,
eyeing the mare suspiciously. He still wasn’t sure how Jesse had coaxed him
into this… just that in the moment, he’d been quite helpless against the man’s
can do it. Step up, take the reins… Daisy won’t budge, she’s a good girl.”
gave him a look that said he wasn’t at all convinced before hoisting himself up
onto the stirrup and falling off again, landing in the dirt.
is impossible,” he grumbled, dusting himself off while McCree laughed.
“You—shut up. You told me this would be enjoyable.”
will be, soon as you get your ass on the damn horse.” McCree wiped his eyes and
moved behind the other man, holding his hips. “Just… sorta angle yourself
t’wards the saddle. Once you get up, all you’ve gotta do is swing your leg
“That is exactly what
I have been doing.”
you—”, he started to laugh again, “—you get about so high and kinda… well, fall
off. Look, lemme help ya…”
Hanzo’s hand, he prompted him to lift himself up again and kept a firm grip,
guiding him carefully upwards.
ya go… see? Ain’t all that diffic—whoa, now swing your leg around!”
a wobble and a few curses Hanzo regained his balance, lifting his leg over to
finally flop into the saddle with a huff.
am never doing this again.”
ain’t even left the paddock yet,” Jesse snorted, giving Daisy’s rump an
affectionate smack. “Besides, I’ve gotta show ya somethin’.”
it worth falling on my ass for?”
is. Hell, I can’t believe a Shimada boy wasn’t ever taught how t’ride.” McCree
clicked his tongue to call his own stallion over, jumping up and onto its bare
back with ease. At Hanzo’s disgruntled expression, he smirked. “Woulda thought high
society expected that kinda thing.”
ride exceptionally well,” the man sniffed. “Just not horses.”
was rewarded with a splutter and red cheeks. “A-alright, alright… s’pose we
better get movin’.”
a few pointers on the basic commands it was easy enough; Daisy was patient and
didn’t seem to mind being stopped, started or quietly cursed at… for which
Hanzo was grateful. Once McCree was confident that he could handle himself they
left the paddock and began riding, a gentle canter, towards the rocky outcrop
that stretched just on the horizon. It was early afternoon, warm but not
uncomfortably so. Jesse was quick to point out that these were ideal riding
conditions, and that back home he would have spent a good few hours just
galloping around to enjoy the wind in his hair. This time, he was happy to go
you at all uncomfortable, without a saddle?” Hanzo asked as they crested a lazy
I learned how t’ride like this years ago. Probably couldn’t go back t’using a
saddle now, even if I wanted.”
held tightly to his reins, pursing his lips. “Did you come out here often?
While I was—before I joined?”
as I could, without foregoin’ our mission.” McCree met his eyes with a smile.
“Just about the most peaceful thing in the world, getting out into the open
with nothing but you ‘n a horse.”
can think of easier ways to get there…”
man laughed, riding a little closer to shove Hanzo’s shoulder. “I’ll convince
ya, by the end ‘f this trip. And, hey—you ever want a lesson, and I mean a real
one… we can always do that, too.”
gave him a flat look. “You would laugh at me.”
I wouldn’t, sugar.”
hurt you. Badly.”
Wouldn’t even think ‘f it.”
reached the foot of the mountains an hour later, and McCree hopped off.
what’d I tell ya? Made it.”
barely,” Hanzo groaned, shimmying his way down. “I can’t feel my—”
I’ll help ya stretch yourself out.”
He didn’t argue.
“It’s worth it now, eh?” McCree smiled, rubbing the man down.
“This view, these mountains… ain’t anything ‘s nice closer t’the city.”
Hanzo glanced around, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. If he was
being fair—and he was very reluctant to—it was… interesting. The earth was red, freckled with long grass and hard edges, closer to an African Savannah than a desert. Blue sky yawned over them. Here, there were even
trees—frail things, but plentiful enough to dapple the light into sharp shapes. If
he climbed a little higher, he wagered he would see all the way to base and
possibly beyond; certainly the mountains further along and the dusty open road
they’d followed to get here.
It was so unlike Hanamura, where the sun was softer and the landscape–in his eyes–richer… but the difference wasn’t so bad.
He swept his hair back and sighed through his nose, admitting
defeat. “Alright. It isn’t… terrible.”
“I knew I’d convince ya,” McCree chuckled, removing his serape to
lay it beneath one of the trees. “Care t’join me?”
“…you came out all this way to have a nap?”
“Well, if you don’t wanna…”
“I thought you said you had something to show me?”
“Oh, yeah.” The man gestured around with a pleased grin. “Here
“…this is it.”
“Aw, don’t say it like that. Quiet out here, ain’t it?
“I am going to murder you,” Hanzo muttered, flopping down onto
the makeshift blanket.
He was joined soon after—and really, he could have
quite gladly punched the amused look right off the other man’s face if he wasn’t worried
about finding his way back—who wrapped him up in his arms and laughed.
“You need to tether the horses.”
“Naw, they’ll be fine. Daisy’s a clever girl but she’s timid—she
won’t go far.”
“Well, Dusty’s just plain dumb. He’ll probably fall right
Hanzo snorted, rolling onto his side. “…are there snakes, out
“If one bites me, I will make sure it bites you, too.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” McCree yawned.
A few hours later, night was drawing close.
Dusty had disappeared.
“I told you we should have tethered them!” Hanzo glared, shoving
McCree’s chest. “Look how late it is—we’ll never find the stupid creature now!”
“It—it’s alright,” McCree swallowed. Drawing a breath, he gave a
loud whistle. “Dusty! Hey, Dusty! Where the hell’re you at, boy?”
“He’s wandered off into the desert and now we have one horse”,
Hanzo snapped. “How are we going to get back?”
For a moment longer McCree tried calling for his
horse—to no avail. At Hanzo’s thinly-veiled panic, he turned, brow arched.
“What d’ya mean, how’re we gonna get back? We’ll ride.”
“The saddle fits one. I cannot properly ride. Where do you suggest I
“Is that what you’re worried about?” Jesse snorted a laugh,
giving Daisy a pat. “C’mon, I’ll show ya—we’ll both fit. You just sit in front,
I’ll take the reins from behind… we’ll be back at base before you know it.”
“I never should have let you convince me…”
“Quit bein’ so dramatic—here, just watch.”
McCree took Hanzo’s hand again, just as he had earlier, and
guided him up onto the saddle without trouble. Giving Daisy another friendly
pat, he swung himself up just behind the other man: not quite on the saddle,
but close enough that he could sit comfortably and reach the reins at the same
“Well… now I’m thinking we shoulda done this from the start,” he
grinned, kissing Hanzo’s ear.
“Stop it,” the other man grumbled, batting him away and holding
tightly to Daisy’s neck. “This is the worst thing that could have happened to
us, and it was all your fault.”
“It ain’t the absolute worst thing.”
“You’re right. I could still kill you.”
McCree rolled his eyes with a smile and nudged both heels,
encouraging Daisy to start moving. If they went at a steady pace, they could
probably make it back in the hour… if they didn’t get lost.
“What happens when it gets dark?”
“Well… I ain’t exactly made a plan for that, yet, but there’s
scrub along the way, probably rocks that we could shelter under—”
Hanzo went stiff, leaning back into McCree with a mutter. “You
are never taking us anywhere again.”
“We ain’t lost yet, sugar.” Jesse circled his arms around the
other man as best he could, resting his chin on his shoulder apologetically.
“And once we’re back, swear I’ll make it up to ya.”