#zenyatta x reader

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Some flustered Zens I've made a while back ( ´∀`)

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Zenyatta & Love Languages ☮︎︎

inspired by this post ♡

notes: x reader, gender-neutral, with human!reader in mind, but i mite make an omnic version sometime maybe... also very comfort focused idc idc

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗢𝗳 𝗔𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻

◎ Of the love languages, Zenyatta is the least effected by words of affirmation. That's not to say he dislikes it, of course. He finds his world brightened by any affection his loved ones give him, and makes sure they recieve it back in kind.

◎ Verbal praise comes the easiest to him. Often, after particularly insightful meditations, he's known to form poetry whilst speaking of the many ways he cares for you.

◎ Sometimes you can swear he's doing it purposefully to get a bashful or modest reaction out of you though... He always has a much more playful air about him when you turn down his praise, and that cat-like head tilt of his. Either way, you know he's just going to come up with something even more romantic or embarrassing the next day.

◎ When recieving, Zenyatta feels lighter every time you compliment him. Whether you're stuttering over a romantic line or confidently telling him how impressively he did something, Zen simply finds that the rest of his day goes by easier.

◎ They're a perfect pick-me-up, especially when it's something new that he hasn't heard you speak before. You remain a delightful surprise.

𝗚𝗶𝗳𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴

◎ Zenyatta's favourite gifts? Mementos. Tiny things capturing big moments. These fragile, physical reminders that he has left a mark on the world whilst with you. Together.

◎ He's not one for maximalism, and often finds that it's the small and fleeting gifts that bring him the most joy. It's much easier to think with less clutter, but a pouch of warmly-scented herbs you'd picked from the meadow nearby was perfect to tie around his belt. A little reminder of how you thought of him.

◎ There's something so traditional about courting with gifts that Zen finds... really charming. Perhaps the old romance films he's been digging through have worn off on him more than he'd expect. Since that discovery, it's become commonplace for him to bring you intricate bouquets or accessories every so often.

◎ Needless to say, he loves how human it is. Zenyatta is always entertained by the little ways you try and provide for him.

𝗔𝗰𝘁𝘀 𝗢𝗳 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗶𝗰𝗲

◎ One of Zen's favourites, without a doubt. Both giving and recieving, there's very little that makes the omnic feel more connected to you than bringing one another ease and pleasure.

◎ Loves cooking for you. Every single part of learning and creating something nutritious for the one he loves fills him with uncompromising warmth.

◎ Of course his most coveted way to be of service is helping you clear your mind. Walking you through the beginnings of meditation, gentle voice and enlightened aura only helping to soothe any of your woes. To Zenyatta, there is nothing more gratifying than the knowledge that he's helped you on the path to your own enlightenment.

◎ He thinks you're adorable every time you try to help him, too. Zen will happily take assistance with most things, knowing he'll get to watch you glow with a productive and prideful energy every time.

◎ At the end of the day all Zenyatta wishes is that you have both impacted eachothers lives positively; and he knows through your actions that you feel the same.

𝗣𝗵𝘆𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗧𝗼𝘂𝗰𝗵

◎ Another example of how important it is to Zen to feel deep connected to the people he holds most dear. The monk's touch is usually guiding and delicate. During moments of closeness, Zenyatta adores touching foreheads or holding hands. Feeling that entwined and trustful is satisfying, but even moreso when encouraged by you.

◎ Absolutely a tease. He knows what he's doing every time— Holding your head in his palm, getting closer than usual to speak intimately about simple things, exhibiting small bouts of strength from such usually gentle hands. Pulling away at the last moment. Certainly takes it upon himself to learn all your weak spots.

◎ PDA with Zen is almost exclusively physical. He feels anything less would be too ambiguous, as simple kindness is a hand he extends to anyone. Intiated public affection is rare, which makes it feel all the more special- or impactful, when it happens.

◎ He honestly isn't that used to recieving much physical attention unprompted, and though he welcomes it, having someone else be more forward with touch is something he'd have to get used to.

◎ Won't admit it with words, but is incredibly weak to sudden hugs or kisses. The elated sighs that come after don't hide it very well. He pines loudly...

◎ Incredibly patient and will always wait to be sure you're comfortable with physicality before intiating. Generally a sweetheart about it.

𝗤𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲

◎ Definitely another favourite. Relaxing, dedicated time spent with Zenyatta is always a 10/10 experience.

◎ Surprisingly talkative. Take him somewhere surrounded by nature or a rich culture and he will surely yap about what he has learnt from such places. Could go on for hours if you asked, but enjoys listening to you air your thoughts just as much.

◎ Zenyatta is willing to follow you into any experience, ever curious to expand his wisdom on the world. That includes the best possible date locations, of course.

◎ He thinks it's incredibly sweet how much effort you put into your time together, and tries to return your passion. Will absolutely dress up to impress you, if only to make it more memorable.

◎ Whether it's one-on-one training, musing thoughts under the moonlight or learning a new hobby- Zenyatta prefers it with you.

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Innocent Games

Who said Ramattra, Zenyatta, and you couldn't have a little fun sometimes? No warnings; enjoy!

The three of you had not been focusing on meditation for at least an hour now; this tends to happen during your private group meditations. Someone would have a strange thought or question slip through their focus and you all would spiral into a chatting session. This time, Zenyatta had asked what it was like to be a kid, as omnics obviously never got the chance to do so. You had blabbered on and on about school, learning to ride a bike and swim, childhood friendships and family dynamics. But it was really the games that suddenly peaked both their interests.

"So this simple repeat cycle of tag and chase was... particularly enjoyable?" Ramattra questioned, not entirely convinced; it seemed quite monotonous and boring, if he was being honest.

"Come brother, how can you judge the fulfillment of something you have not yet experienced?" Zenyatta chirped in, clearly getting antsy in anticipation. You had already given him a look - he knew what was about to happen.

"Yes, perhaps we should test the theory?" You reach over and quickly tap Ramattra's shoulder.

"Tag, you're it!"

You hop up from your meditative position on the cushion and dash a few feet in front of your brothers before turning around with a sly smile on your face. You giggle in anticipation, waiting for their response.

Zenyatta glances once at you and then Ramattra who had not moved an inch, before jumping up as well to rush to your side.

"We simply avoid the one who is tagged, but become the tagger if we are caught, correct?" Zenyatta looks at you with a head tilt, wanting to confirm he understood the rules.

"Yes Zen, that is correct! Not much else to it."

You glance back at Ramattra, still on the ground staring at you both as if you had offended him.

"Well, you wanted to know if it was an enjoyable game, are you not going to chase us? It's not very fun with only two people..."

Ramattra let out a very audible sigh. Yes, he had asked, and he should have known the two of you would scheme against him and make him tag first. He got up slowly, and took only half a step forward before letting out a brief boisterous chuckle.

"I suggest you begin running. I am much faster than both of you, and I might just be generous enough to give you a five second start."

You and Zenyatta immediately turn on your heals and begin to sprint, momentarily bumping into one another before deciding to split up in opposite directions. You both had already started to laugh when Ramattra's heavy footsteps could be heard closing the distance.

Ramattra halted where you each had diverged, calculating which one of you would be easiest to catch. You were probably second fastest of the bunch; but you could not run forever like Zenyatta. Oh the tragedies of being human.

Of course he would choose you! You had played yourself, picking him to start. You would have to outmaneuver him, as there was no chance you would escape his massive strides in a straight chase. You abruptly changed directions to your left towards a wide support pillar of the monastery. Once on the other side, you peeked your head around to face Ramattra who approached a mere two seconds later.

"Ah, going around in circles are we? A smart choice, though I believe you will get dizzy much sooner than me."

You gave him an "L" on your forehead before disappearing around the corner- you had described this mildly offensive action earlier when discussing your childhood. Ramattra made a dramatic gasp in response before following after you.

It wasn't long before laughter filled the air, as Ramattra always seemed to miss only by the slightest each time he reached for you, and you couldn't help but mock each attempt. Neither of you noticed Zenyatta approach as he silently began to follow a few inches behind Ramattra, and he had to silently shush you when you almost ran into him. Confused as to why you suddenly became silent, Ramattra turned counterclockwise only to be surprised by his brother standing there waving at him.

"Hello brother! I felt quite left out over there and thought I would join. Having any luck?"

Ramattra jumped forward to tag his brother, only to again clutch empty air as Zenyatta jumped back just in time. Zenyatta laughed mischievously before running off to another pillar.

"You must be faster than that, brother! Or you will never catch us!"

You had followed close behind Zenyatta, freeing yourself from the continuous runaround that quite honestly was starting to make you dizzy. You and Zenyatta gave each other a high five before you continued on ahead, leaving Zenyatta between you and your hunter.

Ramattra had fallen to one knee while reaching for Zenyatta, and put his hand to his forehead as he laughed hysterically at his own shortcoming. His laughter bounced off the walls of the monastery and echoed alongside yours and Zenyatta's. He could hear your footsteps getting further in the distance, and went to stand up and resume his pursuit.

-

He was met with a grey metal wall and deafening silence. The interior of his Null Sector base.

Ramattra stumbled backwards, catching himself on the cold steel chair behind him. It had been many cycles since he had allowed himself to enter rest mode; there was too much to do and no one to help him. His processors had decided for him that it was time to recharge and in his subconscious he had wandered to a place of false security.

Ramattra leaned forward onto his knees, hiding his faceplate in his hands.

These walls would never reverberate the sounds of yours or Zenyatta's laughter, just as the monastery would never again capture his.

The actions and sacrifices it took to save his people, his friends, had built their own prison walls around him.

And it was not an enclosure he deserved to be freed from.

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First time writing on tumblr kinda nervous~ anyway this robo boi and his brother has me in a chokehold for no reason. Now I’m writing a fic for this balls throwing fuck 😭 (rusty asf sorry if it’s all over the place)

ZENYATTA AS A BUTLER AU

Zenyatta x reader!afab

Repairs and repayments

PART I

In the darkest of nights it was the most wonderful time of day for you, as it’s the time for collecting oddly well made scrap from a dump you’ve had the fortune to come across- though it did have a lot of security cameras for a landfill. Tonight is no different, you were at the dump looking for more scrap for a small project of yours. with the help of a gadget you’ve made previously before finding this goldmine. It helps with camouflage and hide you from the cameras.

As you collected the spare scraps and dropped them in a bag you’ve brought, you came across an Omnic that had been Dilapidated, some missing limbs, cracked faceplate, dim glows from it’s LED shining on the forehead, and pants that’s almost reduced to a large table cloth. You’ve never thought you’d see an Omnic with this particular model again, outside of schematics you’ve stolen, after the Omnic crisis shut down the creation of that model. Which made you question, why is this model here in the first place? It’s been 30 years these models shouldn’t be here. They’re either sentient or scrapped.

Shuffling around the junkyard looking for any remains of the Omnic’s body parts, while you did find most of the parts you’ve also bagged some interesting looking golden orbs to study back at your make shift home lab. After placing all the parts of the Omnic in the bag you made your swift escape back to your house.

After returning home, carefully you mounted the omnic’s body on your lab table keeping each part in place, thankfully the important and more resource intensive parts weren’t missing saving you a lot of money- your parents money to be exact. Sitting down at the computer next to the table, you pulled out the schematics of the Omnic to begin your repairs of the poor robot. It wasn’t too complicated but it did take several days before the robot looked better than you first took them in.

Swing the door open to see the Omnic move on their own, looking around the room to figure out where they were, before they set their eyes on you

“Hi- uh, sorry for the mess, it took a while to fix you up” you laughed to yourself awkwardly as you made your way over, silence filled the room as their gaze fixed on you, studying you, or spacing out you didn’t really know since they weren’t installed with expressive facial features. The silence in the thick air could be cut through with a knife, making you more uncomfortable by the second

“So uh- what’s your name?” You pry breaking the ice momentarily as you looked away to your computer

“My name is Tekhartha Zenyatta” he finally spoken after a momentary pause which brought you relief as you did not want to spend an arm and a leg for a new voice box for it is far too expensive for you, and your parents would definitely scold you like a child, despite you being at the age of 26

“Thank god your voice box works” you sighed “I’m (Y/N) please to meet you Zenyatta”

“it is a pleasure to meet you, (Y/N)”

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Zenyatta NSFW HCs part 1 of ?

I need this omnic just as badly as I need his brother.

Since I mentioned Ramattra’s height in his NSFW HCs, I figure I’ll mention Zenyattas. I also disagree with his canon height cause I feel like his slight lankiness just screams he’s taller. Anyway, in my head, Zenyatta is 6ft tall minimum.

Zenyatta is the absolute definition of service top. Actually, Zenyatta is entirely devoted to your needs and pleasure to the point where he actually has no interest in his own pleasure. To service you he doesn’t necessarily have to be on top, he just wants to be in the best position to give you exactly what you need. This often leaves you fully trapped in his embrace - all your skin against his metal frame.

The first time you are intimate, he is asking you for consent for every touch just to ensure this is what you want. The farther he goes, the more you realize he seems to already know what your needs and wants are. Exactly what feels the best and the perfect sequence of touches and words to get you to ecstasy. He always takes his time with you, always talks to you so sweetly and tells you how everything about you is beautiful. He talks you through the whole night, never once seeming controlling with his instructions and directions. You learn very quickly that listening to his every word is for your benefit alone.

He is feeling every inch of you before getting to your core, occasionally coming back to your face to give you an omnic kiss on your forehead, cheek, neck, shoulder, or collarbone. He’s giving them all along your body following his touches.

As much as he loves to hear your moans and cries of pleasure, he also wants to hear you say how much you’re enjoying yourself, or what you want next. He will come full stop if you don’t answer him after he’s asked you for feedback. No one has better patience than him, he will wait.

Edging? Over stimulation? These are some of Zenyatta’s favorite things to do to you, but only on days he feels you can handle it. If you’ve had a long day or are tired, he’s just going to give you what you need. Now if you’ve been a little…. Snippy during the day, had some attitude or were testing Zen for whatever reason, edging/over stimming is going to be your punishment. Beg all you want, he will keep going until he feels it’s the appropriate amount for how you’ve been behaving. Trust though that when he’s done you’re seeing a million stars - some things are worth the wait.

One of his absolute favorite positions is holding you against his chest while he fingers you; while you’re both on your sides, or you’re in his lap. This lets him whisper in your ear, and to feel every movement you make while he serves you.

His glowing hands he gets from The Iris? He does not use them every time you’re intimate, but he most certainly does use them. Mostly on days he knows you have had a difficult time physically and/or mentally. You can’t deny that the day after he uses them during sex, you really do temporarily feel like there’s a warmth throughout your body that chases away your troubles and pains.

Will only get an attachment if you ask; he doesn’t really feel he needs one otherwise. He much prefers to use his fingers as he feels you better that way. When he does use his attachment, he’s almost always still going to be using his fingers somewhere. His pace is almost always slow and passionate, but will go harder or faster if you ask nicely.

Zenyatta will let you pleasure him, but it’s probably going to take some convincing and promises that he can have his way with you afterwards. He always feels awkward about it first but it’s not difficult to get him going through wireplay or riding his attachment. He’s making you climax multiple times afterwards, as a thank you.

Aftercare with Zenyatta is just as passionate as the sex - you swear he never runs out of intimate words to say to you, never lets your body get too far away from his. You’re not to get up from the bed or couch; he will get you food or tea if that is what you need at the moment. He is staying with you the rest of the night and will still be there until you wake in the morning. Showers or bathes with you and washes your hair. If you find yourself still a little exhausted from the night before, he will bring you breakfast in bed and take over your chores for the day. Checks on you regularly because to Zenyatta aftercare doesn’t end at the bedside or morning after.

He is never afraid to tell you he loves you; both during intimacy or any time during the day. He means it every time.

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I know this might be a huge ask, but, I kinda wanna see what would happen if both brothers (Ramattra and Zenyatta) would fall in love with the same person but the reader only loves one of them.

Like a Angelica Schuyler moment in Satisfied

P.S: I like you're writing and I think you're cool SHSKSHKSHSKSJSJSN

Ok first of all I just wanna say THANK YOU SO MUCH you're literally too sweet <3

But I do also wanna say that I have never watched Hamilton or listened to the music so I had no idea who you were talking about!! My friends told me don't worry. However I've been holding onto this because I couldn't come up with a proper drabble or hcs for it because in my opinion I don't think it would be as complicated as one might think.

It's made very clear in canon that Ramattra and Zenyatta have a very close platonic bond that is seemingly unbreakable by distance or time. Zenyatta does not agree with what Ramattra is doing, and even if he feels at all betrayed... it doesn't seem to change how much Zen cares about him. Ramattra is the same way; Zenyatta has rejected Ramattra's offer to join him not once, but TWICE, and it did not seem to bring one ounce of resentment in him. These two seem to understand one another on another level.

So I think if they were to fall for the same person, but only one was chosen.... I'm not sure it would cause any sort of rift in their relationship. And let's be honest, you absolutely cannot have one without the other. If you were to be in a relationship with Ramattra, you absolutely would become/remain best friends with Zen naturally, or vice versa. They both have such an integral part in one another's lives that you would be a piece of that puzzle no matter which one you end up with. They both just want each other to be safe and happy, and couldn't imagine ruining that for the other just because they didn't get it. I think you would be cherished by both in different ways after any romantic relationship is established with either, and there would be no resentment.

I think if anything, the one who is chosen might feel bad for the other? And possibly even consider avoiding a relationship, but I don't think Zen or Ram would let the other do that for their own sake. They would also probably be afraid of losing you if for whatever reason a rejection was to push you away. I think they would both agree that you deserve to be loved and anyone would be blessed to have their brother as a partner. That being said, I also don't think they would even allow someone to come between them... so if the reader picked one and tried to push the other away, it probably wouldn't go down very well.

Also... I know this doesn't exactly fall within the specific ask, but I could see this possibly being a polyamorous relationship. Now I'm not at all poly myself (I very much do not like to share), so this isn't me being biased. But they are the only two fictional characters that I personally could see a poly relationship working out and being balanced. The communication in this relationship would be so insanely good ok.... There is already so much respect and understanding going on, I doubt boundaries would ever be crossed. I personally don't see anything romantic specifically going on between them, more like they share you.

I hope this was enough! Sorry again I couldn't get an actual drabble out of this

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Hello hello! I've been cursed with Ramattra brainrot so may I humbly request headcanons about with him and Zenyatta? With the topic being their reactions that the reader always wears the most revealing and skimpy clothing?

Found a ramattra gif in the zenyatta search letsgo

RAMATTRA

His vocaliser stutters the moment he saw you wearing those short shorts and the most revealing shirt.

There was more skin on show during the day than there was at night and he couldn't, for the life of him, figure out what possessed you to dress in such an outfit.

Ramattra couldn't help but practically gawk at you, optics constantly fixed on your almost exposed body.

Though, he wouldn't deny that he... liked it.

And don't get him started on how his wires burn at the sight of you, how he feels every word get caught.

His processor would run diagnostics to make sure there was no damage with the amount of times he would see you walk around in such a state.

Perhaps that was the more perverted side of him coming out.

You were his, he knew that, he knew that you wouldn't be doing it for anyone else.

So, when you sat close to him, thigh pressed against his and skin flushed warm, he couldn't help but place his hand over your thigh and squeeze it.

Oh, how he wanted to grab you by your hips, pull you against his body and ravage you all night long.

ZENYATTA

The first time he saw you were such a revealing outfit, the monk immediately moved to cover you.

His jacket would be around your shoulders in seconds, covering you from the eyes of the others within the vicinity.

However, whenever his garment slipped down your shoulder and exposed you once more, he couldn't help but stare.

He'd cough whenever you caught him, turning away to continue whatever he was doing.

You could tell he was trying to hold it together, his fans would whirr a little faster and his processor would buzz a little louder.

He kept you close, however, an arm snaked around your lower back and hand on your waist.

Nobody would dare approach despite his... less than intimidating model.

But, deep inside of his own chassis, Zenyatta could feel the way his mechanical heart fluttered at your lack of clothes.

Part of him was itching to take you somewhere more closed off, more private, just so he could fondle you and remind you who you belonged to.

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KOFI

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Could you write something for monk Ramattra/zenyatta getting cutness agression for their human? I can imagine them being greatly confused and playing it off by sticking close to them

Love ur stuff bayyyy💞🫵

Sorry for taking so long to answer this! I just started a new job and my brain has been dead. I hope this is close enough to what you were hoping for! I really appreciate the support <3

Take each of these as if the reader and Ram/Zen have just solidified a relationship. So they are still learning one another's physical and romantic boundaries.

The size difference between you and Ramattra once worried him - while he never had any intention to, the thought of accidentally hurting you always crossed his mind when you were around.

But you were never afraid of his presence, and reminded him of this fact frequently. To you he was not some R-7000 unit, a Ravager - he was just Ramattra.

He very much welcomed your presence, there was a warmness, a softness to you, that made you so different from other humans. Your occupancy at the monastery and fondness for omnics made you unique as well, but there was....something else.

When you would walk next to him, or meditate at his side, he felt an odd tingling in his sensors. It was always when he was reminded of your smallness, often needing to look down at you. He didn't think you were weak, no - your martial arts training alongside him and his brother was going quite well. So what was this feeling he caught himself in so often?

He did his best to ignore it, but then one day you were getting snarky during training, standing directly before him and looking up with a cocky smile. Oh he could only imagine how any man would become agitated and want nothing more than to wipe that smile off your face. But Ramattra? His first thought was to pinch your cheek.

"So much attitude in such an adorable little pet."

Wait, did he just do that? Did he just say that? He pulled away quickly, unsure of what boundary he could have possibly crossed.

"I-" He wasn't sure what to say to the confused look on your face in response to his comment and gesture. Had he hurt you? Offended you?

You tilted your head to the side, studying his emotionless faceplate. With a chuckle, you placed your hands on your hips and said "Did you just call me an adorable little pet?"

Oh, now he was heating up. So that's what those mysterious feelings have been. And your current stance and remark was only further pushing his systems. He wanted to say it again, do it again.

"Yes. You are... quite cute at times, and it has left me feeling an odd affection." He paused for a moment, reading your face. "Does this - did I - offend you?" He gently places his hand on your cheek again, ready to rub away his previous pinch if you hadn't liked it. He was surprised when you leaned into his touch.

"Not at all, it just surprised me. I quite liked both, the new nickname included. But I can't promise I won't pinch back!" Ramattra laughs, his other arm wrapping around your waist to pull you a little closer, before giving your cheek another little pinch.

"That is not possible on my metal exterior my darling pet, but duly noted."

Zenyatta was not near as tall as his brother, but he was still taller than you. He didn't think much of it, beyond occasionally grabbing something out of your reach, or being extra careful to not harm you during martial arts training (though sometimes you proved he didn't need to). Downplaying someone's capabilities due to their size was a foolish perspective, after all.

One day you both decided to try a new meditation form that involved holding each other's hands. Always gentle, he took your hands and rolled them upright in his palm, and cocked his head to the side. Goodness, your hands were much smaller than his metal ones. And quite soft, compressible, and warm to the touch...

"Zenyatta, shall we begin?"

He jumped slightly at your voice, not realizing how deep in the moment he had gone.

"Yes, of course. By the Iris, let us find harmony together."

You both remained still and silent for a few minutes, but Zenyatta quickly found himself focusing on your hands. Sensory meditation was not something new to him, but this time, his fixation was making it hard for him to stay calm. Despite his best efforts he could feel himself heating up, and hoped you were immersed enough in your meditation to not take note of his fans beginning to whir.

But it didn't stop there. Suddenly, he felt the unmistakable urge to begin squeezing your hands, perhaps rubbing circles into your skin, massaging your joints... he caught himself once, the rest of his body tightening in hopes he could pull attention away from his hands.

What would your hands feel like against his faceplate? If he ever found your hands cold, he could wrap them both within his own and redirect heat... completely lost in his imagination, he hadn't realized that he had begun to squeeze your hands, his right thumb beginning to knead back and forth.

"Zen, I thought we were supposed to still ourselves?"

Zenyatta pulled his hands away abruptly - probably the fastest you had seen him move outside of training. You laughed, reaching your hands back out to him, encouraging him to hold them again.

"It's ok Zen, you're normally just so perfect at staying motionless. I thought you might have lost focus."

He looked at your hands for a moment, contemplating, before slowly taking them in his again.

"My apologies, but I had never noticed how small and... precious your hands were. I suppose I could not control my urge to cosset them. I will do my best to refrain from such gestures."

You squeezed Zenyatta's hands in response, smiling at him.

"Please don't stop. It's quite comforting, actually."

Zenyatta nods, both his thumbs immediately beginning to rub small circles on the back of each of your hands.

"If that is what you wish, my dearest. Shall we resume?"