“letting go hurts… a lot.”
five word prompts || accepting
I wouldn’t know.
The words die before they even so much as start up Hanzo’s throat, but the bitter snap sounds off in his head regardless before he can think to smooth himself over, to lay flat ruffled feathers. Instead of speaking he levels Genji with a steady stare- like he was considering. But there is little for Hanzo to consider.
As far as he is concerned, this will be his state for as long as he deserves it. He still deserves this, and plenty more. But he doesn’t speak this. It’s easier to focus elsewhere- where Hanzo will much more readily admit his genuine confusion lay.
“Then why did you?”













