[ genji makes a small noise when hanzo turns around to hug him. he is stiff for half a second before he all but melts into it, laying his cheek against his brother's shoulder. his ears droop backwards a bit and he sighs heavily. ]

I do not like this.

[ he likes being affectionate with hanzo, do not get him wrong. but this need to be held or otherwise feel, for lack of a better word, stressed and upset, is not the way he wants to live a week and a half of his life every month. ]

I feel as if I am four years old again and begging to stay in your room because I am scared of the thunder.