A couple of days pass and Saitama doesn't even bat an eyelash at him, as if yesterdays events were nothing to be concerned about. Days go on as usual. Everything is normal. The city is quiet and no one attacks it, besides some minor things like a burgalary or two. Genos almost feels like everything really is back to normal, besides the wet dreams he keeps having and the butterfly feeling Genos gets in his gut when he's around Saitama.
Today, the two of them are on their way back home from the video game store (a new fighting game came out that Saitama apparently just had to have). The sun's going down at this point in the day and its starting to get darker out, the sky a bright sunlit orange. It's simply nice. Genos rambles on about the little things he's heard about through other heroes involving crimes that might lead onto something bigger - Saitama only stops him to throw in a quick remark about something. Somtimes Saitama will let him ramble like this, if he's in a tolerant mood.
Then there's the sound of a gun going off across the street coming from a small market that's shaded under tents from the sun's heat. Instantly they're both rushing towards it, any ideas of small chat forgotten as they push past people running from the area in waves.
Its all a blur of color, rushing past people and decorative stands that contain things from vegetables to knick-knacks. The air smells thickly of salt water, fish, and sweat as they continue a little deeper into the market, finding huge tanks of varieties of different kinds of sea life. The air around them is murky and with the sound of a woman screaming there's another shot in the air.
By the time they arrive at the scene, a man in a suit is injured on the ground, a glass tank shattered beside him. There's a shot in his leg that bleeds heavily and salmon flips around him against the concrete.
There's a woman behind the counter trembling with her hands up and another man in a suit putting her at gunpoint, while another guy rummages around behind in her shop apparently looking for something. Upon their arrival the man holding the woman at gunpoint open his mouth to say something; but before he gets anything out Genos is already in front of him too fast for him to react.
Genos's hand collides hard against his stomach effectively knocking him across the market and into another stall. The woman behind the stand screams a little out of fright and ducks down, scared. The man flies backwards and drops his gun, making a choking sound as he hits the ground. Genos rushes forwards and searches the criminal's body for any other guns while Saitama takes care of the other guy easily enough.
Blood spurts out of the man's mouth that Genos hit and the android suspects he must've broken a rib or two with that punch. Mentally he scolds himself for hitting so hard, but then again the guy probably deserved it.
After he checks the man to see if he has anymore weapons he turns around to the sound of an unfamiliar threatning voice; he snatches the gun on the ground next to him thinking quickly. Looking behind him he sees another man in a suit with a ugly scar across his face holding a pistol with a shaking hand who probably just got to the seen. The guy takes aim giving him a fiesty glare but its nothing to Genos, who's perfectly calm in the situation as he takes aim himself, about to pull the trigger in order to clip the guy's shoulder.
But then the guy is a blur and a gust of wind brushes past Genos. One second he's standing there with the gun in his hand and the next there's a cracking sound from across the market and Saitama is standing where the man was a split second ago, a bone chilling expression on his face.
Saitama just sent the guy crashing through four market stalls and into a small tree that's now leaning in a different way than it was orginally.
Genos doesn't have the time to say anything about it. He just drops the gun and searches the area throughly with Saitama but it seems like anyone one who was here scattered the second they came. It's quiet and Genos rounds up the guys on the ground, three in total. One with a broken arm, the other with two broken ribs, and the other guy is simply lucky to be alive even.
It all seems a bit excessive, but Genos holds his tongue for the moment, talking to the little old lady behind the counter. Softly, he crouches down to her level and explains to her that she needs to call the police and she nods furiously, obviously still scared out of her mind as she dials the numbers with a trembling hand.
Saitama ties all the men together with some nearby rope and then they leave the market. People outside regard them warily and Saitama ignores them, walking past with a simple thumbs up. Slowly they file back into the market when the old lady from before comes sqwaking for them all.
Then everything is back to normal again, as if it didn't happen. They cross the street and Saitama picks up the plastic bag containing his game that he dropped from before and they continue on home. Genos looks back at the market once he hears police sirens and everything seems to be under control, but there's still one thing bothering him.
"Teacher." He addresses Saitama who hums in response - he's given up on trying to make Genos say his actual name quite awhile ago.
"Was it really necessary for you to hit that man so hard? I had the situation under control." His voice isn't so much as accusing as it is confused, almost concerned. Saitama turns away from him, expression unreadable as he speaks.
"He had a gun pointing at you."
"You threw him through four market stalls and into a tree."
"He could have shot you."
"I would have dodged."
There's a pause of frustration on Saitama's end and he sighs, hand going up to rub his forehead. Genos watches him carefully and Saitama glances at him after awhile before looking straight ahead again.
"I was worried about you." The statement is blunt and it easily has the tips of Genos's ears going pink. His eyes drop from Saitama and suddenly the sidewalk has became very interesting to look at, very fast.
"Next time I'll lay off a bit. Sorry." Saitama apologizes, voice sounding tired as they finally reach their apartment complex and begin to go up the elevator. They both greet the woman at the desk mid conversation as they pass and she chirps a hello back.
"... It's alright." Genos mumbles back, staring at his feet while Saitama punches in their floor number into the elevator. The doors click closed and the elevator begins to move.
"Genos, turn towards me." Saitama says, voice relaxed. Genos turns towards him and looks at him, hoping he isn't blushing too much, that it isn't too obvious right now.
"What is it?" The android asks, tilting his head a little bit to the side as Saitama moves a little bit closer to him. Without saying anything, Saitama reaches up and mimics what he did awhile back when Genos was injured; he softly touches the side of Genos's face, fingers dancing along his neck under his ear while his thumb swipes across the corner of Genos's mouth and chin, only slightly dragging the android's chapped lips. This time Genos parts his lips only a tad, his pulse thundering in his ears as he looks up at Saitama. He wants him to kiss him so badly -
The hero leans a little bit closer and Genos just might pass out if Saitama doesn't end up kissing him. Saitama's eyes move from Genos's gaze to his lips and everything in Genos burns, screaming for him to do something. Genos wants to move but he can't, he's completely stuck in place. He'd let Saitama do whatever he wanted with him right now. He feels as though he's melting in place, simmering against Saitama's hand. His legs become heavily and wobbly and he feels like if Saitama wasn't touching him right now he'd fall in place.
"You had something on your chin." Saitama mumbles, pulling away from Genos like he was never there in the first place and walking out the elevator doors. Genos is left standing there, crushingly disappointed for the second time. He's frozen in place for a second and then he thaws, following quietly after Saitama while nursing an aching feeling in his chest caused by a missed opportunity.
The moment Genos has the chance to, he's stumbling into his room and throwing himself onto his bed, tears of frustration bubbling up out of him as he hides his face in the covers. Everything felt so perfect for a moment and then Saitama took it away again; Genos just might lose it if this is some big joke. His face feels too hot, steamy with tears.
He only stays in his room for a little while before coming back out. He changes his clothes and puts on his strong face, convincing himself that maybe there really was something on his face and maybe he's just over thinking this whole thing. He wipes his eyes and tries not to think about it as he leaves his room, beginning to tidy up the house.
The rest of the day passes by slowly, normally. Saitama takes out the trash and then settles on playing a video game the rest of the day on the couch. Genos makes dinner, Saitama starts up the conversation easily enough and they fall back into sync again. They eat like they usually do and Saitama even churns a laugh out of Genos, telling him stories about his childhood and when he started losing his hair.
By the time dinner is over, Genos is in a good mood again. He settles on the ground, resting on a pillow in front of the tv and table in the living room. He has a cold lemonade he sips on from time to time next to him and a book laid out in front of him that he reads quietly. The television hums along with the game that Saitama is playing behind him and the air conditioner growls in the background. Genos feels content.
Then somehow, he ends up falling asleep on top of his book, his cheek crinkling the pages. He can only barely remember Saitama picking him up and bringing him to his bed; he can remember protesting weakly but he can also remember Saitama having none of it. When Genos wakes up in the morning he's under the covers and a glass of water is on the end table.