/Aka egg tries to comfort [Name] and fails miserably-in her standards

Saitama couldn't sleep, not used to the quietness of his small apartment. The noise of Genos's fans were a white noise to him, and it wasn't until he was gone did he realize how much he depended on it for sleep.

He sighed, pushing off the single blanket he used to cover himself and decided there was no use in staring at the dark ceiling until light hit the horizon. He would make some tea, maybe watch some cartoons or turn on the light and read manga.

Genos had been at Doctor Kuseno's for… was it two weeks? Yes, two weeks and Saitama finally realized how dull his life was without the cyborg. Genos had fought a cluster of monsters that had proved to be too strong for him and was damaged heavily.

[Name] came by often, though he was certain it was out of loneliness and not because she wanted to see him. She would bring ingredients for some soup or udon, and the two would eat in silence with a few small conversations that died quickly. Then, she would go home, and take some of his food with her.

She bit her lip a lot.

A faint tapping was heard from his balcony, and he realized he was not the only one who could not sleep. That, or it was a monster. Probably the former.

Saitama retreated from the kitchen, and proved his predictions right at the sight of a shivering and seemingly tired [Name] standing on his balcony with her hand still on the sliding window.

It kinda creeped him out, but he would let it pass this time because her eyes looked red and puffy.

With a click! he unlocked the sliding door and [Name] scurried inside, grabbing his blanket and curling up on the floor with it.

"Hello to you too."

She sniffled, and glared at him, though she did not appear very intimidating with her eyes and nose red, and the fact she was curled up in a cocoon using his blanket.

"Shut up. I'm cold."

He sighed again in resignation, returning to the kitchen to make a cup- two cups of tea.

When he returned, [Name] had moved and now was slumped over the coffee table with only her hair visible from the blanket.

Saitama, sitting down across from her, placed her tea down and took a sip of his own. She did not make a move to touch it and he wondered for a moment if he wasted a perfectly good cup of tea.

Until he heard the hiccupping and Saitama wished he ignored the tapping. He didn't know how to deal with crying people!

Awkwardly, he reached over the table and patted her on the back with stiff movements, tea cup still in hand.

"Um. Are you okay?" It was more of a statement than a question and Saitama instantly regretted it when [Name] peeked out from her cocoon with a fierce glare.

"No, I am most cert- hiccup- ainly not okay, and it's all because of- hiccup- you!"

Saitama gasped, annoyance overriding pity.

"What is that supposed to mean!?"

"The proper way to comfor- hiccup-t someone is by giving a hug! Uncultured- hiccup- swine!"

"I'm not giving you a hug! Oi-oi! Get away from me!"

"No, hug- hiccup- me!"

"You'll spill the tea!"

"Master! I have returned from Doctor Kuseno's and have brought two days worth of groceries I saw that were on sal- Oh, I will return later. I did not mean to interrupt you two."

"Wait! It's not what it looks like!"

"It's exactly what it looks like, Saitama won't give me a hug because I'm sad and he's supposed to comfort me!"

The wrestling duo stopped and froze, staring at Genos who was hovering in the doorframe looking quite uncomfortable.

"GENOS!"

"Ah, Genos!"

[Name] glared at Saitama, who mirrored her expression, and then hiccuped again.

"I'm not hugging you and that's final."

Maturely, she stuck her tongue out at him and Saitama's eyebrow twitched.

"Yeah, well I don't need you to hug me because I'm not sad anymore."

Picking up the two tea cups Saitama had set out earlier, he sighed and walked to the kitchen where Genos was unloading groceries.

"Teenagers and their moodiness."

"You wanna fight?!"

~Bonus~

"How did you get up on the balcony anyway?"

"Oh! Well this giant dumpster monster hit me up there. I was like there for an hour until my head stopped bleeding. Guess you're too deaf! Haha, old man!"

/Sorry for small update D: I haven't had time to write much, but next chapter will definitely be longer and of higher quality.

I imagine when [Name] was ever sad she would just walk/drive over to Saitama's apartment no matter if it was morning or midnight