Mercy set down her tablet on her work desk and let out a sigh. She then lifted her arms over her head and stretched, letting out an audible yawn as she did so. Seeing the time, she realized that she had been looking over reports and writing down notes for the past two hours. Just then, Genji spoke.

"Are you done for the day, doctor?" Mercy turned in her seat and saw the cyborg sitting cross-legged on her bed, seemingly not having moved an inch since she last looked at him an hour ago.

It had been three and a half months since the two professed their love for each other, and yet the time they've spent together - not counting time spent on the battlefield - amounted to only 30 hours at most. There was, after all, a world to save, and the two agreed earlier on that work must come first. Besides, there were benefits to having so little time alone with each other. It made every meeting feel that much more important. Whenever the two were together, every action from the quickest glance to the lightest touch exuded love.

Mercy smiled at the sight of her beloved. Seeing him warmed her to the core, fatigue washing off of her. It wasn't often that Genji would be free at this time, as most of his missions required the cover of night. Whenever he was free however, he would come find the doctor in her room and wait patiently for her to finish her work. She was always working, and tonight was no different.

"I just have a few more ideas that I need to get down before I finish."

Genji sat unmoving, saying nothing in return. Mercy stared for a while before turning back to her desk. The first time he had asked for permission to wait in her room she was hesitant. She felt it would be too distracting to have him there, but instead she found that her natural inclination to be absorbed in her work combined with his ability to conceal his presence made it so that having him there posed no issues. Before continuing her work, she removed her hair tie. Her blonde hair fell just past her shoulders.

As she resumed reading reports on her tablet, a familiar feeling at the back of her head became present. It was a feeling that one could only be familiar with in her line of work. A feeling that could be honed through countless battles. It was the feeling of being watched. She paused her work and lifted her head up, but before she could turn to face the only other person in the room, the feeling disappeared. Thinking that it was just her, Mercy said nothing and continued to read. A few minutes pass and she felt it again. This time she let the feeling linger to assure herself that it wasn't just her. A coy smile crept across her face. She let a few more seconds pass. Then, as quick as she possibly could, she turned her head around. The speed with which she turned her head caused her pain, but it was worth it, because she turned just in time to see Genji's head move away from her. It was her victory.

"Genji?"

"...Yes, doctor?" Had he been caught?

"Why were you staring?" He was caught.

"I sincerely apologize."

"I don't want an apology. I want an answer. An honest one."

She sounded mad. Genji felt that he had really messed up. He had to atone. "Your hair."

"What about it?"

"I- I think it is beautiful." There was silence. She wanted to hear more. Genji coughed. "I quite like it when your hair is down. I could not help but stare. Your hair is almost always tied up in that way. When your hair is down, I feel that it is as if I am seeing a different side of you, and it makes me wonder what other sides of you there are. And when I think that there are other sides of you, I get the urge to want to see them all. Because I want to know all of you. Does that make sense?" Genji felt that he had gone on an insane rambling due to panic. Although that was how he really felt. More silence followed. Without moving his head, he peered over at her and saw the look on her face. She had a coy smile, with one eyebrow raised.

Despite his helmet, she was able to tell that he had finally looked back at her. When he did, Mercy burst out laughing. "Why did you apologize?" she asked, in between her laughter.

Genji scratched his cheek with a finger, blushing. "I did not wish to disturb you."

She brushed a tear from her eye, her laughter finally ending. "I see. Then, I suppose I'll get back to work." Mercy then turned back around, a smile remaining on her face.

"I quite like it when your hair is down." Those words and the words following them reverberated through her mind. She then grabbed a lock of her hair and pulled it across her lips as she felt her cheeks turning red. Without turning she called out to him.

"Genji?"

"Y-yes, doctor?"

"I love you."

"...As do I."