McHanzo

Roommate Rules

Pov: Jesse

The sun was shining through the window by my bed. The room lit up with light. I opened my eyes, staring at the wall. I turned around staring at my desk. It had my hat on it.
"Ow-" I got up slow, since my wound still hurt when I moved the muscle. "Gosh darn." I remember that I have to go see Dr. Ziegler again. Maybe I can not go? Like make an excuse. But I don't want the others to think I'm lying and that I'm a bad trainee.
"Up already?" I heard Hanzo's voice from my door.
His hair was let lose, scrambled a bit from his slumber. "Yea- I just woke." I'd yawn.
Hanzo nodded and left the entrance. His silent footsteps could be heard if it's quiet enough. It carried to our little kitchen if we were hungry. So I didn't bother to get up and see what he was doing.
  I had an itching thought about training. Wait. What time is it? I seen the clock on my wall. 11:24. I slept in. But who cares anyway. I can't do anything exciting. "HANZOOOOoo."
I moaned for his name. He came running in, "yes?! What is it?!" His eyes widen then faded with anger. "I'm bored." Hanzo stared at me for a second then turned and left. "What?!" I swung my arm under me so I could get up. "What I do this time?!" I got up and walked down our slim hallway. Surprise that Overwatch gave us a big room. I walked in on Hanzo, who was pouring his tea in his cup. "Hanzo. I'm sorry." I lied, I didn't know what I did wrong. "I'm not seeking for a apology. But thanks anyway." I leaned on the wall, showing my swag.
 
  "Just stop." Hanzo said, raising a brow. I got up of the couch. Speechless , my mouth open with protest. "Don't think your doing that stuff when I'm here..." he gave me a glare. I shrugged not know what I did. "Ugh- get your feet off the table.." I immediately said "My shoes are off!" I took a my hat off. He groaned at me
"Come on Jesse, can we at least talk about some house rules..." he mumbled, crossing his arms. "Fine. I'm guessing that puttin' your feet up on the tables one of them." I rolled my eyes.
"Yes."
"Seriously.." I put my feet down.
"You can do it in your room. But not out here in the room." He turned grabbing a pencil and paper.
"Ugh." I said giving him room on the couch. He sat down beside me, his elbow skinning my arm. "We need to both agree on the same thing." He said, his tone turning more deep. "Mmmhmm." I replied, nodding.
His eyes turned to my knees. "First of all- you know putting you feet up on the table is disrespecting." I guess I had to agree. My Mum told me that I should do it when I'm only alone.
"Ok- what about when you get really angry? Maybe try to calm down?" I said trying not to tick him off.
"Oh- I didn't know I got that mad." He looked down. I felt guilty.
"Sorry- but you do. Maybe think of something else..?" I tried to help.

  Hanzo had already wrote down a few things we discussed. And jobs we take on doing.
  
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                    ~Rules and Jobs~

  • Don't put your feet up on the table
  • Put garbage in the garbage
  • Don't leave your clothes/others around.
  • Respect roommates stuff
 
  ~Hanzo & Jesse
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