You don't know what sensei is thinking about but sensei seems happier than before. He's smiling at you as the two of you race your way back to the apartment. When you've reached, just seconds after sensei, sensei just laughs. The smile seems to be fixed on sensei's face.
He keeps darting glances at you as well, his eyes dancing with excitement. Your core is whirring louder than before, as if racing, like a heart would.
When you enter the apartment, sensei turns and pushes you gently against the door. Your back hits it, and he puts both hands on either side of your face.
"Genos," he says, his voice soft. "I love you," sensei says, and you go still.
Your mind cannot process it, and you fear that you're dreaming. You merely gape at sensei, unsure of what to do.
Sensei sensed your hesitation and confusion perhaps, because he only smirks then and raises himself slightly to kiss you. You feel as if you would burst into flames, like you would go supernova, your body exploding outwards.
You don't know how to kiss back but sensei is gentle and he guides you, his hand cupping your face now. His fingers trace your jaw.
He sucks gently on your lips and you feel as if you might die. It's wet and hot, and warmth spreads all over you. You moan into the kiss. The soft heat spreads all over your body. You let out some steam, to cool yourself down, and sensei hums into your mouth. The vibrations setting you off again.
Sensei pulls back then and you make such embarrassing noises that you want to pull out your vocal cords.
Sensei looks affected by it, his face red. He kisses you chastely on the lips once before moving back. He coughs then, looking a little lost now, and you wonder what he is about to do.
"Well," sensei says, "I'm not one for words.." He trails off, looking everywhere else but at you.
Then you can keep on kissing me instead, you want to say.
"Sensei.." You reach out for him. Seeking his warmth.
"I'm sorry Genos," he says then, the words coming out a little too fast. Sensei sighs in relief after saying them, the grin back on his face. "Oh that wasn't so hard," sensei mutters to himself.
"You don't have to apologize sensei," you say, perplexed. Sensei is not at fault here!
Sensei frowns and looks at you sternly. "I was wrong to have pushed you away and it hurt you Genos. That's not right of me." Sensei says, his mouth a thin grim line.
"I will apologize for my actions Genos. I fucked up."
You don't know what to say, because your heart is leaping. You have carried the guilt of loving sensei, that when sensei says this, you are at a lost for words. Sensei sighs, as if he knows what you're thinking. He reaches out and ruffles your hair.
"You're fucking amazing Genos. I mean you're still young, and yet you're plenty strong you know," Sensei says solemnly, his eyes fond. "So don't ever put yourself down," sensei says fiercely. "I don't like it when you do that." Sensei holds your gaze, willing you to understand how important it is you are to him.
Your core feels like as if it would burst. You don't what to do when sensei thinks of you that way. You know sensei is everything to you, but to be something so important to sensei.. Your face will split from how you're smiling so widely.
"Who knows, maybe I would have been a villain without you!" Sensei laughs then. He flicks your forehead. His face changes then, and he's serious again.
"I don't know what lies ahead," sensei says, his hand clenching and unclenching into fists at his sides. "But will you stay together with me Genos?" Sensei smiles at you hesitantly, but it is a beautiful smile nonetheless. Sensei shifts awkwardly, as if afraid you'll turn him down and leave him. Sensei's waiting for your answer.
There is only one answer to that. The only answer Genos will give.
"Yes sensei!" you say and you leap forward barreling into his arms, holding him tight. You pull sensei a little closer, feeling as if your happiness is radiating out. Like it's pouring out from your core.
You can do this to sensei anytime now! You could kiss sensei, and hold him close. You feel as if you could fight anyone now and win. Your entire system is buzzing.
"Sensei, I love you," you say, the same words you had said days before. Only this time instead of sensei looking at you as if you were mad, he looks at you with happiness. His eyes are bright, and sensei might even be crying a little.
"I love you too Genos," he says, and kisses you.
You would stay with sensei forever. This is your home. This is your family. And you wouldn't have it any other way. If you could tell your family, you would tell them that you've found happiness again.
You kiss sensei again, and the kisses taste like joy.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
"Oi Genos! What's all this?" Saitama picked up a cookie and promptly dropped it, yelping. Fuck, that was hot! He blew at his burnt fingers, before picking up the cookie and munching on them quickly before they burnt his tongue too.
Genos had baked oval shaped cookies, and he was busy piping them to look like Saitama. It was adorable and also creepy at the same time. The cookies tasted delicious but Genos didn't have to shape them to look like Saitama's bald head!
He was only gone for a while, to collect the cake that he had already placed an order for. It was the only time in the year he would spare some cash for a cake!
They placed the cookies and cake on the only table they had in the apartment. "We should get a bigger place sensei," Genos said as he tried to position the many cookies he had baked around the cake. There were far too many cookies and Saitama wondered how many types of cookies Genos had made.
"Nah, this is cosy enough for two," Saitama smirked, biting into another cookie shaped like his face.
They would probably have to pack some of the cookies to give to their various friends tomorrow. He was sure that King would appreciate some, especially after Saitama accidentally broke another of his games again.
They sat close to each other, and Saitama laid his head on Genos' shoulder.
Genos took out the cake from the box and he smiled widely when he saw the art on the cake. It was a printed edible photo of Genos and Saitama. It was a photo from the media, taken recently after they had defeated a monster together.
It was a rather nice photo of the two of them. They were smiling at each other, their arms looped together. To others it would seem like a victory hug, but only Saitama knew what he had felt at that time.
It was a rather strong monster, and Saitama had watched as Genos fought it, improving on his skills. When the monster was vanquished, Genos had turned to him with a beautiful smile, and Saitama couldn't resist holding Genos close. He wanted nothing more than to ravish Genos right there and then.
Well, he did end up ravishing Genos when they got back anyway.
"This is beautiful sensei," Genos said softly. Saitama quickly took out the ragged cloth to wipe off the oily tears from Genos' eyes before they could drip on the cake. Genos may be able to reprocess the oil but Saitama wanted to eat the cake too. It had been rather costly!
"Merry Christmas Genos," Saitama said, leaning in for a kiss.
"Merry Christmas sensei," Genos whispered.
They shared a few soft, sweet kisses that taste like cinnamon and chocolate chips. They didn't end up eating the cake that night, more concerned with other plans like ripping each other's clothes off.
The cake still tasted delicious the next morning anyway.