ngl i was looking through furaitsu's opm tag on tumblr and i got the urge to write opm stuff ((and by some miracle of god i didnt want to write smut))
i wrote this with implied one-sided genos/saitama in mind (hence the relationship tag) but honestly its whatever its not long enough for any kind of background
It was quiet.
Sensei had already fallen asleep, head pillowed in his arms, leaned against the table. The back door was open, letting in a calm, cool wind. Genos watched Sensei's pajamas sway slowly in the breeze.
It was quiet.
Once he was certain that Sensei was asleep he had turned off the TV, settling in to watching something that, to him, was infinitely more interesting that anything cable could offer.
It was his Sensei, face soft in sleep, barely audible snores between soft inhales. It was the shape of Sensei's hands, curled loosely beneath his head. The curve of his neck, widening to strong shoulders and arching down to the slope of his back.
It was part of his duty as Sensei's disciple to take in as much data on him as possible. Even though Sensei had given him a weird look when he reported back to him about how he looked while asleep, even though Sensei told him to "cut it out" and let him be, he couldn't help the desire that rose in him, telling him to watch Sensei as much as possible.
It had to just be how fascinated he was with Sensei's body. That made perfect sense, in his mind; to be interested in something meant to want to watch it, to want to know as much as you can about it. Genos wanted to follow his Sensei in training, wanted to be as powerful as Sensei, to be able to protect like Sensei.
It had to be that.