"Ah, is this your husband?" The old frail woman at the counter asks while scanning their groceries slowly; her big circular glasses make her eyes seem huge. She asks the question just as Saitama's talking to him about which gum flavor because last time he got strawberry lime and that wasn't very satisfying apparently. The question stabs into Genos so quickly he doesn't know how to respond. His mouth opens and then closes and just as he's about to say something, Saitama buts in.
"Absolutely! We've been married for two years now." Saitama sounds so relaxed, so real that Genos himself almost believes him. The old woman behind the counter smiles, her pink lip gloss sparkling as she nods and types something into the cash register with sharp colorful nails. For added effect, Saitama slips an arm around his waist and leans slightly against him, like he's done it a million times before.
Genos is probably red as a traffic light. He can feel the heat pooling in his cheeks and his body stiffens considerably under Saitama's easy-going touch as he swipes his credit card quickly and pays for their groceries. Saitama smells entirely too good this morning, just like the bodywash they have in the bathroom that Genos picked out awhile ago and the android is seriously starting to regret letting Saitama attend to the grocery store with him. He kind of melts when Saitama leans a little bit closer and chuckles into his ear, tightening the arm he has wrapped around Genos as if he's pulling him a little bit closer and oh god, Genos isn't sure if his chest has ever burned this much in his chest before - he's convinced this is what flying feels like because he feels utterly weightless -
"You alright, honey? You're looking a little... red." It's like Saitama purposefully draws out the last word and Genos actually shivers, shaking his head a little because of his lack of words. He watches as the old woman clicks away at the cash register slowly, not noticing their side conversation that has Genos thrumming with energy. Finally, she gives them the receipt with her trembling frail hand and Saitama reaches out and easily takes it before flustered Genos can. The hero hums a little and mumbles 'sweet' as he checks it before he crams it in his jean pocket.
Maybe Genos is a little dizzy now, his whole body pumping with a rushing adrenaline that sloshes through his artificial veins. He takes the last of their groceries and puts them in the bag, sliding away from Saitama a bit who lets his arm casually drape off of him, but not before tracing over his back gentle. Genos decides he just might die if this continues. He has no idea what possessed Saitama to do this, god forbid if it's some measly joke.
They walk out of the store together after that and Saitama decides its absolutely necessary to carry this thing out, seeing as he slips his hand into Genos's like its the most normal thing in the world, like this happens every day. He threads their fingers together as they walk out of the store and Genos shoots him a bewildered confused look, hopelessly embarrassed.
Saitama just smirks and pulls him along as if he knows something that Genos doesn't; Genos looks away and down at his shoes and becomes too caught up in the way Saitama's hand feels pressed against his. When they're far enough away from the store the hero slinks his hand out of the android's and laughs a little. Genos feels as though a trick has been played on him.
"You didn't know about the special offer today did you?" Saitama asks, a small smile still playing across his lips as he holds his hands behind his head in a relaxed way as they continue walking.
"No, why didn't you tell me?" Genos shakes his head a little bit and looks at Saitama, questioningly. He seems like he's in a really good mood and it makes Saitama's chest fill up with a light airy feeling. He's pretty sure that's what people call butterflies.
"Well I didn't think we'd get it honestly - but I mean, if the lady at the counter was practically gonna give it to us I was gonna take it. It was a couple's discount. We got like twenty percent off our entire purchase for doing that." Saitama seems all too thrilled about this, voice high with excitement. Genos is far from that emotion, bubbling with obvious embarrassment as he runs a hand through his hair and sighs, face still pink.
"Saitama, you know money isn't a problem for us. We get paid enough as it is." Genos sputters, reminding Saitama of what he already knows. The hero waves his hand, shaking his head as he defends his actions.
"Yeah but I can use all this extra money on comics. We could get take out tonight with all the money we saved." Saitama still sounds excited as he speaks and Genos doesn't really get it because he'd buy anything that his master asked for. But he lets it go, listening to Saitama ramble the rest of the way home with a voice knocking in the back of his head, hoping that the store they go to has another couple's discount, really, really soon.
He tells himself to shut up mentally and snuffs out whatever is left of the thought. He tells himself it's normal to think about how nice it was being that close to Saitama.