Daylight

"There is no one else awake. McCree hopes for this, at least, even if he thinks he knows better. Whether it’s Winston monitoring Athena’s weekly maintenances or Torbjörn fixing up some kind of handy mechanism McCree wouldn’t know what to do with, or Symmetra working on powering up her turrets, there is a tiny hope—one that sits near his heart—that stirs within McCree, makes him wish for them all to be asleep and an entirely silent morning. He hopes for it and watches Hanzo drape his legs over the armrest of the couch, hopes Hanzo can hear the sound of his heart beating in a steady rhythm, hopes Hanzo likes the way his head fits against the soft of McCree’s skin, hopes the music he is playing never ends." Hanzo insists on waking up early together with McCree.