Hanzo, your boyfriend, walked into either the strangest thing he’s seen, or the cutest.

Here you were, cuddled up with his two dragons- Tomo and Kenji- on bed, as if they were dogs. The dragons, blue and made of energy, often stayed with Hanzo and no one else, but they took a big liking to you. Not that you mineded.

“uh..hanii? you…okay?” He says, using the typical nickname, leaning on the doorframe while he watches.