Oh no, Y/N has to go on an important undercover mission and needs to wear their hoodie for some reason. But plottwist! Their male S/O (Shimada boys ;)) refuses to give it back. What does Y/N do?
Omg, this ask was so cute??? what???
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-Genji-
You had practically torn apart your entire room, looking for a very specific hoodie.
The beige one.
The one that smelled like coffee, and lavender, no matter how many times you washed it.
It would look perfect for the undercover operation you were assigned, and your target was a perfume maker, so you hoped they would catch the scent, and fall for the bait.
And yet, here you were, staring at your closet, not even catching a whiff of it.
You let out a sigh, and turned to Genji’s closet.
Opening it up, Your mouth dropped.
“Holy crap, how much of my clothing does this guy have?” You muttered, pulling out your old, red varsity jacket.
And it was yours alright.
It was the jacket you wore on your first date with Genji, and then you gave it to him because he said he was cold- Oh, now you remembered.
But still, you needed the beige hoodie.
“Genji?” You called. “Have you seen my hoodie?”
At first, you had no answer.
Then, the familiar tapping of his feet filled your ears.
“Which one?” He replied from down the hall, before peeking his head into the room.
“The beige one-”
You paused, looking at him.
“Gen-”
“Nope, I haven’t seen it.”
“Genji, you’re wearing it.”
“This isn’t beige, it’s light brown.”
You frowned.
“Genji, I need that.”
“But I’m wearing it.”
“Genji, it’s for a mission.”
“The perfume guy mission?”
“Yes?”
“Just spray your cologne all over one of your hoodies, I mean, you do that anyway.”
You frowned, and yet, Genji’s grin didn’t fade.
“Genji, give me the hoodie.”
“I’m wearing it.”
“Then take it off.”
“You take it off.”
You raised an eyebrow.
“Is that a suggestion? Genji?”
Genji smiled.
“Mayybee.”
You rolled your eyes.
“Genji, I don’t-”
You took a step forward, and barely even managed to finish your sentence before he dashed down the hall.
Any other day, you would’ve laughed at that.
Mainly because the hoodie was too large from him.
It reached just below his hips, and the sleeves covered his arms completely.
You shook your head.
“If I’m late for the pick up because of you, you’re sleeping on the couch!” You cried, running after him.
You knew the first thing he would do is hide.
It was easy to find him, because you knew that he would start giggling the minute he saw you, and when you tried to grab him, miss, and chase after him.
-Hanzo-
“And it’s just gone! All my favorite hoodies are gone, Lena!”
“Do you think they blinked out of existence?”
“Ha ha, very funny Lena.” You said. “But I need the dinosaur hoodie, I’m visiting the hospital to read to those kids, the hoodie will be fun for them, y’know?”
Lena pursed her lips.
“Ah! Have you asked Hanzo where it is?”
You raised an eyebrow.
“I feel like you’re not telling me something.”
You then paused.
“Oh my god, Hanzo’s wearing it, isn’t he?”
“Yep! He’s been wearing it around the base for a while now! I’m surprised you didn’t notice until now!” She laughed.
You rolled your eyes.
“Huh, do you know why he doesn’t want me to see him in it?”
“Jesse said he looked cute in it, and that you wouldn’t be able to keep your eyes off of him.”
“Well, that’ll do it.” You muttered.
A pause.
“Do you think I could sneak up on him?”
Lena shrugged.
“Even Genji can’t sneak up on Hanzo, I doubt you will be able to.”
You shook your head.
“I still need that hoodie.”
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It took a while, but eventually you found him.
And Lena was right.
He was wearing the hoodie.
Frankly, he did look cute.
Unlike his usual getup, he didn’t wear anything this bright.
You doubted that he even had anything this bright in his closet anyways.
But then again, he had maybe three pairs of jeans, his work clothes, sweat pants (which you hated), two pairs of shoes, a white shirt, and a coat.
Nothing else.
(Now that you thought about it, you should buy Hanzo more clothes)
The hoodie reached just below his waist and hung to his body.
The hoodie’s arms were long, maybe too long for his arms.
Since he kept shooting an arrow into a dummy, then rolling the sleeves up.
“Having trouble there?”
He jumped and spun around.
“O-oh, hello Y/N.” A pause. “Um...I got cold.”
You looked to your right, spying the thermometer.
“It’s 87 degrees in here.”
“It-it was cold earlier.”
“Han, if you just wanted to wear my hoodie you could’ve just asked.”
He didn’t reply, he just shot another arrow at the dummy.
“But uh, I’m gonna need it back.”
“Why?”
“Me, Lena, and Genji are visiting that hospital for the charity, remember?”
“Oh.”
He turned to you.
“I’m guessing that the hoodie will be more child friendly than your more...inappropriate ones.”
“First of all, that hoodie is absolutely hilarious.”
“It is anything but that.”
“Yeah sure dude, but I need that hoodie.”
“No.”
You blinked.
“No..?”
“No,” Hanzo replied. “I-I’m wearing it. Right now.”
“It’s...too big for you?”
“I do not care.” He turned away from you, and back to the dummy. “It’s comfortable.”
“You said you wore it cause you were cold.”
Silence.
“Hanzo if you wanted to wear my hoodie you could’ve just asked.”
“I did not want to intrude.”
“Hanzo, it's one hoodie.” You said. “And..I’ve changed my mind, I’ll just wear something else.”
“Okay.”
“Bye,” You began, pausing in the doorway. “Also, you look really cute in that.”
You knew that his face turned all red right after that.
