sticker sisters

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anonymous asked:

Imagen Sister Zenyatta ( I keep on forgetting that Zenyatta is his last name ) and Genji are like BFF and do alot of crazy things while she visits?

Fic because more than one person asked. Setting up foreshadowing for other asks I’ve gotten about this ‘universe’.


You stalked forward, feet light on the floor of the hallway, Genji running softly ahead. You looked into the med-bay and noticed a certain lack of a doctor. Smothering a giggle the two of you walked to the mug of piping hot coffee that Angela left. You dropped a couple of raisins into the coffee and the two of you casually stood outside the door waiting for her to return. 

As Mercy neared the pair of you, the two of you started softly laughing and immediately started slapping each other telling the other to shush. Giving a casual wave to the doctor you waited a few minutes after she entered. Hearing her sharp cry of surprise as the raisins slipped into her mouth Genji and you scurried off, loud laughs bursting from the pair of you.

Genji quickly gestured for you to follow, looking for his brother. Finally finding the stoic archer drinking tea you quickly noticed what Genji wanted to show you. Slapped right on his exposed pectoral was a round sticker with the kanji for ‘nipple’ scrawled across it. Gesturing for you to keep quiet, Genji sat across from his brother and you followed suit.

“How are you doing?” you asked, a twitching smile on your face.

“I… I’m doing fine,” he awkwardly tapped his fingers on his mug.

“Would you like some?” pink tinkled his cheeks as you nodded and he started pouring you a mug. 

“Here, have some,” he held the mug out for you and you smiled at him in response.

“Thank you,” you hummed and Hanzo looked down sheepishly.

“I would like some,” Genji asked.

“You can pour your own,” Hanzo snapped and Genji playfully rested his hand on his cheek.

“Because I’m not a pretty girl,” he flickered the lights on his visor, imitating the fluttering of eyelashes.

Hanzo glared at his brother and you looked blankly between the two of them. 

“Me?,” raising a finger to point at yourself you confusedly asked, “Pretty?”

Before either of them could say anything McCree walked in, giving a lazy wave. 

“Oi! Love bird,” he winked at Hanzo who refused to look at you, “Did you ask her ou…”

“What the hell is on your nipple?!” 

Hanzo looked down and quickly got flustered, realizing it was there the entire time. 

He scowled at Genji who suddenly started whistling. Launching himself over the table Hanzo ripped off the sticker, wincing at the sharp pain, and pinned down his brother. As Genji struggled underneath the archer, Hanzo stuck the sticker right into the forehead of the visor. 

“I’ve been nippled,” Genji cried out and you laughed at the scene, flustering Hanzo even further. 

Hanzo crawled off the cyborg and quickly settled back into his stoic pose at the table, mug of tea in his hand. You reached your hand out and Genji grabbed it. As you pulled Genji up, McCree squated next to the archer and murmured to him.

“You should just bite the bullet and ask,” Hanzo’s face scrunched up, “if you don’t act soon, monastery girl here is gonna get away.”

“It’s not that eas…”

“It is,” McCree cut in, “you just go and ask them if they wanna go on a date.”

Hanzo grumbled for a few moments, watching you, before giving a curt “fine”.