If you're still taking requests, could you do something with Hana and Lucio?
“One of those mornings, huh?”
Lúcio grimaces and nods,
directing his wheelchair forward and angling it so it aligns with the
armchair Hana is curled up in. “Couldn’t be bothered,” he admits,
reaching out to pat the knobbly curl of his knee. “Not like anything
huge is happening today.”
Hana hums agreement and passes him a
controller, exiting out of her game and switching to multiplayer. The
base is quiet - most of the older agents are out somewhere, nearby in
France if Hana remembers correctly, so she and
Lúcio have the place to themselves. Zenyatta and Hanzo are out and about
somewhere, but for the most part, they’ve been keeping to themselves,
or at least Hana hadn’t seen them in the mess or anywhere else.
eaten anything?” he asks once the loading screen comes up, matching
them with some random competitor across the world. Hana is using Genji’s
account for at least some anonymity;
Lúcio plays under the name Frogger to avoid attention.
“I had breakfast,” Hana says defensively.
“… A granola bar.”
lets out a laugh. “One game, then we’re going to go eat actual food, okay?”
“Fine, fine,” Hana grumbles. “I just wasn’t that hungry.”
you’ve given your stomach plenty of time to digest, so I’m sure more
food won’t hurt. Besides, you’ve been at this for hours.”
she corrects. At his raised eyebrow, she places her hand across her
chest, over her heart, and says, “I swear it was only two. I got up
around eight or so today.”
“And how long were you up streaming?”
“I got seven hours of sleep! You don’t need to parent me,
“Just checking,” he says, dragging out the ‘u’, and Hana
rolls her eyes, unable to keep a smile off of her face. “Can’t blame me
for it, it’s part of my job description.”
“I know. I appreciate
it, really.” He gives her an unimpressed look and she throws her hands
up in the air, temporarily abandoning her controller. “What do you want
from me, a declaration that you’re the best or something?”
“That doesn’t sound too bad, actually.”
“If I stroke your ego any more, it will fill the entire room.”
harsh! You wound me.” He barks out a startled laugh when she reaches
over to whack his shoulder. “Okay, sorry! Jeez, so ungrateful.”
“I just said thank you!”
“You said you appreciated it, totally different thing.”
“Gomabseubnida,” she says with a chuckle. “Happy?”
says, though he sounds and looks pleased. “Now let’s kick ass so we can eat.”
“As if it was ever in doubt,” Hana replies, and they share a smile and it’s game on.
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