[ even with all of this, he doesn't expect for Genji to embrace him. at the first touch, Hanzo freezes up, and as soon as he realises what's happening, his breath escapes him all at once in a sob. it makes him feel younger, too. after Mother had died, Genji was the only one who would ever hug him. in their later years, when they were fighting all the time, Hanzo was aware of the sudden absence; but it's been so long since that he'd stopped noticing it at all.
this is the first time he's been held, or touched with any kindness, in more than ten years, and his heart aches so badly that he can feel it in the bone of his ribcage. his hands grip Genji's arms on both sides — not prying him off, just holding onto him, like he doesn't have the strength to do anything else. ]
It is not enough. [ his shaking has gotten much worse now, full-body tremors. he can't and shouldn't let this happen, but — his head is resting on Genji's shoulder anyway, the weight of his body sinking against him. his voice is terribly small: ] Nothing could ever be enough.
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this is the first time he's been held, or touched with any kindness, in more than ten years, and his heart aches so badly that he can feel it in the bone of his ribcage. his hands grip Genji's arms on both sides — not prying him off, just holding onto him, like he doesn't have the strength to do anything else. ]
It is not enough. [ his shaking has gotten much worse now, full-body tremors. he can't and shouldn't let this happen, but — his head is resting on Genji's shoulder anyway, the weight of his body sinking against him. his voice is terribly small: ] Nothing could ever be enough.