How about a lil something where Jesse doesnāt know heās pregnant? Like he gets no symptoms an suddenly somewhere really inconvenient he goes into labour but doesnāt know itās labour and Hanzo is extremely worried and scared something serious is wrong?
āPosition locked.ā Jesse said, pressing into his ear piece. āIāve got the left wig if they try to run.ā
āLetās hope you donāt have to run though.ā Jack remarked over the intercom, laughing to himself afterward as if heād made the best joke in the world. Jesse did the smart thing and stayed quiet, grinning and baring the comment. He looked over to Hanzo who was stood behind the opposite barrier to him, rolling his eyes and giving him a smile of solidarity.
Winston had found a leak in Talonās data base with coordinates to a take over mission in Switzerland, underground a new power plant supplying omnic stable weapons. All agents had been sent to front lines, ready to engage with a terrorist attack, and thatās where Jesse came in. He was posted out near the left back exit with Hanzo, while Fareeha ambushed the scene of the attack to smoke them out. Other agents were spread about too, but none had a second partner like Jesseā¦
Two reasons for that: 1, Jack had deemed him unfit to hold his position on his own, and 2, Hanzo refused to let anyone choose Jesseās right hand man so he insisted it be him. If anyone could settle his bruised pride, it was going to be him. Jesse didnāt feel particularly different in regards to his health, but he couldnāt deny the truth that was heād packed on the pounds over the last few months. So suddenly and out of the blue, it seemed he had acquired a beer bellyā and while it caused him nothing but aggravation, Hanzo was surprisingly supportive and a too little excited by the new addition. He didnāt quite understand why, but neither of them complained when it gave them an extra reason to not leave the bedroom.
Jesse tugged at his belt buckle, trying to give room to his pronounced gut. Despite how irritable he got about Jackās side comments, he may have been right that day to have concern for his health. Jesse had been suffering lapping stomach aches all day, but he was too stubborn to give in and let down the team, so he stood strong.
āJust so weāre clear, McCree, I am serious about upping your training after this mission. Itās unacceptable to put you in such finesse missions when youāre unfit for the job.ā
āYepp. Got'cha, commander.ā
āI mean it! If this job falls through because you-ā
āSorry, Jack, seems youāre breaking up.ā Jesse interrupted, gritting his teeth, and then before he could suffer through another lecture he clicked end call on his in-ear device, sighing. He rubbed soothing circles into the ache of his swollen stomach and gripped his peace keeper tighter.
Hanzo could see clear as day the discomfort on his lovers face. Jesse had been up most of the night complaining of cramps in his back, but there was no changing his mind to participate in the mission. Looking around the empty tunnel they covered, Hanzo scampered to his boyfriendās side and rubbed his back.
āDonāt listen to Morrison. You are perfect.ā
Jesse snorted, smiling under a facade for Hanzoās benefit. āThanks, sugar, but I could do with losing a few couple pounds. I just donāt get it, I train as much as I can bare and nothing shifts. I stopped drinking months back too and even the taste of smoke started to turn me off for the first time in my lifeā¦my bodyās damn determined to blow up beyond capacity, I tell ya.ā
Before Hanzo can speak, they hear a distant alarm through the cave system, and the clear sound of Fareehaās rocket launchers blasting through metal flooring. Both men shot up in their spots and prepared for a possible ambush, but then as if cursed, Jesse bent over himself as pain rendered him useless. He had to catch his weight on the pillar before his knees gave out underneath him. Like an electric current running through his veins, Jesse groaned through the agony. Hanzo was aiming his bow ready for the fleet, when he looked over to see Jesse in distress.
āJesse? Jesse whatās wrong?ā He asked, trying to keep his voice tame. No reply other than moans. āHave you been shot? Shall I call Angela?ā
āNo, itās all-ā but then he let out an embarrassing squeak, finally falling to his knees and wrapping his arms around his torso. Hanzo didnāt move immediately. He glanced between the dark abyss that shallow screams came from and the corner of his eye where Jesse moaned, and prepared to protect them both.
āCalling commander Amari.ā Hanzo ordered, tapping in to his ear com and waiting. After a number of rings, Ana answered. āWe have a problem, Jesseās incapacitated.ā
āIs he out cold? What happened?ā
āIā¦donāt know, heās just in pain.ā
āPain? What kind of pain?ā
Hanzo finally lowered his bow to rush back to Jesseās side. He knelt down and held his hand to Jesseās forehead, pushing back his hair. Jesse had both hands cradling his bulbous stomach, and he was sweating profusely in such a short amount of time. Hanzo tentatively placed a hand on the rim of Jesseās belly, and his eyes went wide. Through the specially redesigned armour, shirt, and skin, he could feel something churning within Jesse, solid as a rock and throbbing.
āHis abdomen is in pain.ā
A brief silence, more shooting, then the phone had patched through.
āWhat did I say?! McCree, get your fat ass up and fight!ā Jack was barking through the caller, voice like poison. āYou said you were fit for this, and so help me God I will-ā
āOh mother of FUCK!ā Jesse suddenly shot up and screamed. His barrage of yells didnāt cease, making Hanzo turn pale in worry as he tried to sooth him. Jackās voice went quiet too. Jesse huffed and puffed through a torturous seizure, slowly getting louder as the pain went on, until Hanzo couldnāt take it anymore and slapped his hand over Jesseās mouth.
āYou must be quiet Jesse! Theyāll find us!ā
āHang in their boys, Iām sending Angela to see whatās wrong.ā Ana told them. āIāve repositioned Brigitte to cover your entrance a few miles ahead, so sheāll hold off any firearm heading your way.ā
Jesse continued to scream into Hanzoās palm, muffled luckily, and awkwardly repositioned himself to have his back against the pillar.
āFuck, somethingās very wrong.ā He hugs his distressed middle tight. āItās like someoneās stabbing me!ā
āHas your appendix burst? We must seek medical-ā
āHad that out when I was a kid, it aint that,ā the pain starts to subside, and the next thing they hear is a loud pop, accompanied by a gush of water between Jesseās legs, soaking his jeans. His hand flew to touch his thighs. āI just pissed myself?!ā
Hanzo raised a brow. āWhat?ā
āWell, I didnāt- but I did?! My pants are soaked through!ā He stopped for a second. āIt donāt smell like urine though.ā
āDonāt be so crude.ā
āBut Iām serious! Jesus Christ, I donāt eat that bad to have put all this on!ā He held his stomach between his hands and gave it a gentle shake, barely moving any of the weight since it had hardened. āGod was I poisoned or something?ā
Hanzo dreaded to think. The worry consumed him like a plague, his mind racing for some sort of short solution- heād settle for trading places if it would saving him. That feeling of being useless, it ate at him. He took Jesseās flesh hand in his and squeezed, placing the other on his cheek. Everything in him was falling flat, and looking into his eyes, Hanzo feared that the worst may be comingā¦
Until Jesseās dark pupils shrunk, and his grip of Hanzoās hand tightened like a vice. He screamed, again, blood curdling and vicious to the point his throat broke, and Hanzo really panicked.
āGET MY PANTS OFF!!ā Hanzo hesitated but Jesse growled. āNOW!!ā And so he did as such, hands faltering as the nerves caught him. Jesse dug his nails into the ground as he worked through an intense tightening running through him, and lifted his his best he could for Hanzo.
"What is the matter?! Why am I-ā
āYou aint gonna believe me till ya see it.ā
āWhat?!ā Hanzo whipped off his pants in one fluid motion, and then froze. The sight between Jesseās legs, leaving him speechless.
Jesse swallowed the lump in his throat. āTell me if Iām wrong, but is it-ā before he could finish Hanzo fainted, going completely limp to Jesseās annoyance. āCrying out loud, this aint gonna be fun.ā
Hanzo couldnāt remember how, but somehow heād woken up aboard a boat, laid out in a medical bay. It was no time before he was jumping up, but a metal arm stopped him.
āTake it easy there, darling. Youāve had quite an experience.ā
Hanzo looked up to see Jesse smiling weakly, his hair tied back and his face still shinny from an excess amount of sweat having coated him. Against his chest was a small bundle of blankets. Hanzo blinked rapidly, stunned silent.
āButā¦how?! Is thatā do we haveā I donāt understand.ā
Jesse gently took a seat beside his lover, hissing as his sore muscles cried out. Hanzoās eyes fell to Jesseās belly too, noticing the large balloon version of his gut had deflated somewhat and now he was left with a slight pouch. Jesse rocked the bundle in his arms and leaned back, revealing a baby suckling their thumb, fast asleep and brand new. Kinked black hair and a light dusted tan over their skin, Hanzo was amazed.
āSheās why I was becoming the size of a damn house.ā Jesse laughed, pulling down the blanket slightly as he coed. āAngela got to me in the knick of time, too. Dressed her and treated me. Luckily none of Talon came our direction anyway, so nothing was compromised.ā
Hanzo stared at the little girl Jesseās arms, then coughed. āSoā¦she is ours?ā Jesse laughed at the statement.
āSeems that way. I wanted to wait till you came too before naming her. That is, if you wanna keep her?ā
In a flash, Hanzo snapped his neck round to stare at Jesse, stunned. āOf course. She is our daughter. I would not dream of letting her go.ā
Jesse snickered. āDidnāt take much to convince you.ā
āDo you not want to have a family together?ā
āOh Hanny, more than anything in this world. She could have worked on her timing and all, sure, but this here littlen is perfection and I love her more than life itself.ā
Hanzo smiled. He pulled Jesseās head down to kiss his temple, and then stroked his hand around her petit head. āWe need to buy a lot to catch up with her arrival.ā
āSure, but first a name. I was thinking Lou, or is that too obvious? Donāt wanna just give her any old-ā
āI like it, Jesse.ā Hanzo sighs, happy in his shocked bubble of bliss as he put an arm around his family. āMy darling Lou. Welcome to the family.ā
And as happy as the pair were to enter an unexpected world of parenthood, Jesse was relieved to have a version of his old body backā more so when he got to flaunt his precious, adorable baby in Jackās face. Little Lou was a gift, and something Jack had resented in Jesse he suddenly melted around.
It was crazy, but how typical that it happened to them?
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