Hanzo smiled softly as he looked up. “Hello. Um I brought this if you would like it.” He showed a take out bag with some sort of Japanese name on it. “That place I got sushi from is open twenty four hours, so I thought I might surprise you since you said you like sushi. Unless you need to get home, it is late.”

Brigitte felt a little concerned why Hanzo sounded tired. “We can share it in the break room since it looks like you got enough for the both of us. There might even be something to drink in there. Come on.”

That made him look a bit happier and that made the flutter come back. “Do you normally need glasses? ”

“Just for certain things. It makes reading or driving a bit easier but other than that I don’t need them for everything. It’s weird to see this place so quiet. Even when I come to practice late there are usually a few workers.” Hanzo said, following Brigitte to the room that was used as an employee kitchen and break room.

“They did all the work that was needed. Since it’s been so busy I make sure all the mechanisms are in top shape and it’s easier to do that at night when I don’t have to worry about bumping into everyone.” Brigitte chuckled. “At least Jahn is here if I need anything.”

“Jahn?” Hanzo asked.

“Oh the security guard, Jahn Visser.” Brigitte said, opening the door. “I have a tendency to try and remember a lot of my co-workers' names. Did that as well when I worked at my papa’s guild. Let me see if we got anything good to drink with sushi.”

Hanzo put the bag on the table, impressed at the fact that she could keep track of all the workers around here. He was lucky if he could remember half of the servants at his family estate. Setting out the trays with different types of sushi, Hanzo thought maybe he did order a bit too much for just the two of them.

“It looks like it’s root beer or water since it seems someone forgot to restock.” Brigitte said before seeing all the food and nearly drooling at how good it looked. “Omg.”

“I guess the soda is fine enough.” Hanzo said then scratched the back of his head when she looked up. “Did I get a bit too much?”

“That looks soooooooooo delicious.” Brigitte said, taking out two bottles of drink and placing it on the table.

“I wasn’t sure what you’d all like so I got a little of most of their examples.” Hanzo put his coat on the hangers then sat down across from Brigitte. “Ladies choice first.”

Brigitte went for the unagi. Once it touched her tongue she let off a tiny moan. She savored it before heading off to the tamago.

Hanzo sat there watching her enjoy the food, she looked adorable testing out each new flavor. All his tired mind could think of was that he wanted to do was enjoy her company, partially ignoring his growling stomach.

“Here.”

“Hmm?” Hanzo sat up to notice that she was holding up a shrimp roll with chopsticks.

“It’s good and you should try and eat something. I heard your stomach.” Brigitte said with a giggle. “Would be rude if I ate it all.”

This was the second time she offered to feed him and it was still strange to him but he leaned forward and ate it. “Thank you very much.”

“You’re welcome.” Brigitte blushed and giggled more to toss it aside. “Yes, I at least know what that meant.”

It dawned on him that he spoke in Japanese. “Oh, apologies. I’ve been speaking Japanese solely for the past few days so when I get back to English or anything else, Japanese may come in at random.’

The look in his eyes showed Brigitte that he was really worn out. “You ok? You seem either really stressed or tired. When did you get back.”

“I returned about an hour ago and I am just worn out from the flight. Nothing to be worried about.” Hanzo avoided mentioning the complete reason.

“The jet lag must be murder, why didn’t you get some rest?” Brigitte then thought that was rude. “Not that I’m yelling at you or not grateful for this.”

Hanzo let a few moments of silence happen between them before saying one simple line. “I just wanted to see you.”

Brigitte shyly looked down towards the food, feeling her face burn. She didn’t expect Hanzo to say that or say it bluntly. Inside her head she was screaming. “I...”

Before she could attempt at getting more words out of her mouth, her phone notification went off. “E-excuse me.”

Hanzo nodded, trying to hold his composure and took a few more sushi pieces while she dealt with her message.

On the screen, Brigitte saw it was from Lucio.

‘Hey, it’s me. I was just checking on ya to see if ya were ready to be picked up. I can head out in a few mins.’

“It’s Lucio seeing if I was ready to get picked up from work.”

“I guess I have made you stay longer than you normally would for your shift.” Hanzo said. “I could drive you home unless you’d rather have Mr. dos Santos.”

“I’d like to go with you.” Brigitte mumbled and smiled. “Let me just tell him.”

She began typing. ‘It’s ok, I got a ride so don’t worry. :3’

A few seconds later another message came up. ‘Alright, as long as you trust it. Oh yeah karaoke and dinner has been scheduled for Thursday afternoon around 3. Anyway see soon at home.’

‘Ok!’ Brigitte typed then put her phone away. “I guess you’ll be my ride home.”

“Understood.” Hanzo smiled a bit more. “Though we should probably pack up soon. You need to get some sleep.”

“I should probably say the same for you.” Brigitte met his gaze and hoped some of the redness went away from her cheeks. Slowly eating a few more pieces, feeling fuller a lot quicker than she would have otherwise. It must have been the excitement.

After a while of content quietness, Brigitte was done so Hanzo put away the rest.

“Let me get my stuff from my locker and we can head on out.” Brigitte said.

“Alright.” Hanzo replied as she walked out of the room. He got on his coat and reached into its pocket to pull out a tiny sealed kitty themed bag with a tag that said ‘to Brigitte’. He had tried to figure out a time in which to give it to her since he had gotten to the concert hall but got nervous each time. When he heard the sounds of footsteps coming back, he slipped it in the pocket again.

“I’m ready!” Brigitte said, turning out the lights as they made their way to the front door.

“Night, Miss Lindholm and Mr Shimada.” Said a voice.

“Night Jahn. Stay safe.” Brigitte said while she waved and Hanzo gave a nod to the man sitting in the security booth.

“You too!”

Then the couple stepped into the chilly night air. Brigitte let out a breath that came out in a puff of white and rubbed at her arms. Even through the coat she felt the chill and tucked her scarf closer. “Didn’t expect it to get this cold.”

“Luckily my car is just right there.” Hanzo clicked at his keys, which indicated to the dark blue sports car by the flicker of the headlights. He then opened the passenger door for her to get in.

“That’s your car?” Brigitte asked excitedly. “The engine must be amazing and I’d love to see it sometime.”

Hanzo looked at her and blinked, also clearing his throat. “Well, as long as you keep it in good condition I guess you could.”

“Oh… Did I do it again.” Brigitte rubbed her arm and slipped into the car.

How could she get any cuter with how excited about stuff she loved, thinking that as he inwardly groaned. Hanzo shut her door, placing the takeout bag onto the back seat before getting in on his side. “It’s fine. I told you that you can talk to me about your interests.”

“I know but I kinda just asked to tear your car’s engine apart to inspect.” Brigitte chuckled, clicking in her seat belt. “But honestly I would love to check it out and I promise to keep it in one piece. How old is it?”

“We will see, how about that?” Hanzo smiled and repeated the same action of getting his seat belt on. “I’ve had it for almost eight years, received it for my twenty first birthday as the first car that was completely mine.”

“My first car was a clunky old truck that was in our barn that I fixed over a few summers. It’s still back in Sweden because it was hard to transport over. Let me see, I should have a picture of it to show before you start driving.” Brigitte said happily, going through her photo gallery.

Hanzo started the engine to get the heater going and waited for her to find the picture she sought for. It was amazing to hear the differences in their upbringings in these little trivia moments. He felt like he was flaunting his “privileges” even though he probably wasn’t. Hanzo hated making it seem like he was better just because of his family name or fame. But around her...she just treated him like a normal guy. Why was it so hard to just say that he was interested in her and wanted to get to know her more? It had been a long while since he even felt something even close to this.

He leaned against the steering wheel and just took in her features. Her reddish-brown hair fell in the faintest of curls that framed her face. Golden brown eyes highlighted by long eyelashes. The way her freckles adorned her cheeks and nose. How soft her pink lips looked and just for a tiny moment Hanzo wondered what it would taste like to kiss.

“Here it is!” Brigitte said, who showed her phone screen to him. In the picture was a red truck that was probably older than him. Despite its age it looked well cared for and maintained. “One of my babies!”

“How many babies do you have?” Hanzo joked, and mocked pain when she poked his arm. “I’m kidding.”

Brigitte pouted for a moment and then laughed. “Three. Big red my truck, Sushi my kitty and Hana.”

“Didn’t expect you to say Miss Song.” Hanzo said putting the car into drive and headed down the near empty road.

“Sometimes she needs a good mother figure and I guess I was the lucky mama duck.” Brigitte said.

“She’s lucky to have you.”

“I’m thankful for all the friends I have.” Brigitte glanced over at Hanzo. “Can I ask you two questions?”

“Go ahead.” Hanzo replied, turning the corner.

“When’s your birthday?”

Hanzo flinched slightly, hoping it wasn’t noticeable. “Twenty fifth of January. May I know yours then since I told you mine?”

Brigitte saw him frown slightly. She felt a little bad if his birthday brought some sort of painful memory. “Twelfth of April.”

“Too bad I missed it.” Hanzo said, giving her a small smile. “What is your other question?”

“On Thursday about three we are gonna have a karaoke party at Shining Star and then dinner. Would you like to go? It would be me, Hana and Lucio at least. Hana said she was gonna invite your brother and Zarya too.”

Hanzo pulled over in front of Lucio’s apartment and shut off the engine. He wasn’t really invited to such unless it was Genji trying to get him to go along with his shenanigans. Though it was a chance to spend time with her. “I’m not much of a singer but I accept your invitation.”

The way her face lit up made Hanzo’s breath hitch.

“Yay! I’ll text you the details tomorrow when I get them from Lucio.” Brigitte said.

“Sounds good. Just give me a moment, I’ll open your door and walk you to the gate.” Hanzo said, getting out of his seat and grabbing the sushi bag.

Once on the other side, Hanzo opened Brigitte’s door so she could get out. Their walk to the apartment door gate was silent besides the crickets.

“You can finish this with Mr. dos Santos and Miss Song.” Hanzo said, handing over the bag which she took. “Thank you for the company despite the late hour, Brigitte.”

“Thank you for bringing this and the ride home.” Brigitte said, hiding a bit in her scarf.

Hanzo fumbled with the small package in his pocket and just took it out. Figuring he might as well get his head out of his ass and just give it. “Here, it’s a little something for you. Think of it as a belated birthday gift.”

Brigitte took the little bag and blushed with a shy smile. “Thank you. Do you want me to open it now or?”

“Open it when you are indoors. You need to get inside before you catch a cold-” Hanzo started but his eyes went wide and he couldn't finish his sentence. Brigitte leaned forward and kissed his cheek very gently, just a quick brush.

“Alright. Good night.” Brigitte said, heading to open the door. Waving one more time before shutting it.

“Goodnight...” Hanzo mumbled to nothing as he just stood there placing a hand to the spot where she kissed. Somehow he managed to get into his car and leaned back in the seat just a few minutes before starting up the engine.

The smile that formed on his lips stayed as he drove home. A week’s worth of stress just melted away with a single action.

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Brigitte stripped down and slipped into her pajamas after brushing her teeth. Remembering the look on Hanzo’s face when she kissed his cheek made her giddy.

On the edge of the bed was the gift Hanzo had given her. Plopping down on the bed she picked it up and held it. Carefully she opened the seal to see a red box, a card and a cute baggy of candies. Taking out the letter first, Brigitte removed it from the envelope. “Wow, even his handwriting is pretty.” Then began reading out loud to herself.

‘I saw this while I was in Japan and thought of you. Also I included one of my favorite treats from when I was a child, rice paper candies, homemade from Hanamura. -Hanzo’

Brigitte wished she hadn’t brushed her teeth so she could try the candy but it made her happy to find out another little thing about him. Putting the candies and card back in the bag she took out the red box. She couldn't read the name of the store in gold lettering labeled across its surface. Taking off the lid, Brigitte let out a gasp. Inside was a pair of earrings and a necklace. The earrings were sakura blossoms and buds, while the necklace had a pendant of a small cat sleeping in a bed of sakura petals.

Quickly Brigitte put them on and looked at herself in the mirror. She couldn’t believe he got her something like this but she loved them. Brigitte grabbed her phone and made a quick selfie, debating on whether to send it to Hanzo now or waiting until tomorrow.

Going to their chat, she attached the picture and typed. ‘I opened your gift. Thank you so much, they are so pretty and I can’t wait to try the candies. :3’

Taking off the jewelry, Brigitte put them lovingly back into their place in the box. She put her phone on it’s charger before snuggling under the warm blankets to have sweet dreams. Hoping he would sleep well too.