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Genos X Reader One Punch Man Shopping Spree

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More Genos X Reader, but this time with Saitama!!!!!!~~~~~~~~~~~~
Enjoy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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You feel the warm sun on your skin as you walk slowly through the bustling cobblestone street. You hand is held tightly but gently by another cold hand. Even though it’s cold, the hand that holds yours makes you feel the warmest you ever have. Even just thinking about that hand makes your face heat up and flush firetruck red. It was even worse when you thought about whose hand it was.

You smile softly, blushing ferociously as you think about your robot boyfriend, Genos. He sneak a glance out of the corner of your eye. He’s very well-dressed today, wearing suit pants and a matching button-up dress shirt. The sleeves are rolled up above the elbow. The shirt is very tight on him, especially around the shoulders, and you blush every time you sneak a glance. Even though he doesn’t usually wear sleeves, he wore sleeves for you so he could look his best. It’s working. He looks amazing. You feel a little bland, even though you’re wearing your best pair of jeans and a nice t-shirt.

But when he looks at you with that loving look in his eye, you feel like the most beautiful person in the world, even if you’re not as well dressed as he is. He looks at you with so much love, holds your hand with such tenderness, that it’s impossible to feel bad.

You blush harder as you remember that you’re on a date with him right now. You feel your shoes hit the road below at an even pace, nervous that you’re going to trip on your own feet. He’d surely laugh at you if it happened. He’d certainly scold you. You feel yourself grow more nervous, your head feeling prickly, butterflies rustling your tummy, when suddenly, it happens.

You failed to notice that one of your shoelaces wasn’t tied properly and had come undone. You stepped on it and tripped, falling forward. You let go of Genos’ hand instinctively and try to brace yourself before you hit the ground below, closing your eyes and wincing.

But instead of feeling the ground smash against your weak, easy-to-bruise skin, you only feel Genos’ cold metal arms wrapped around you. He caught you. You blush as his concerned gaze meets your panicked eyes. He quickly stands you up straight, bending down on one knee as if he was going to propose. You blush even harder when he begins tying your shoe, looking up at you fondly.

“Try to be a little more careful, (Y/N), I don’t know what I’d do if something were to happen to you.”

“I’m sorry,” you squeak in reply, nervous.

“It’s alright. I’ll always be here to save you.” He quickly finishes tying your shoe and stands, giving you a light smooch on the cheek before wrapping his robot arm around your waist, pulling you close.

Despite his body being made of metal, it’s surprisingly warm, and you find yourself huddling as close to him as possible. You wrap your arm around his metal waist as well, rubbing at the sleek metal surface that can be felt underneath his dress shirt. You do your best not to glance over at him, your face cast in a warm glow.

The plan today was to do some shopping. It was off to a good start already. You feel Genos squeeze you a little tighter as you glance around at the shops that surround you. There are a lot of nice things, but the nicest thing of all is still your robot boyfriend. He notices your wandering gaze and guides you towards one of the nearby shops.

“Interested?” he asks, loosening his grip on you a little.

You blush a little. “Why don’t you try some stuff on, Genos? It’ll be like a fashion show.”

He scratches his nose-- he must have been a little embarrassed, because robots didn’t itch. But he smiles and nods anyways. You dash through the store with him, picking out wild, daring, and, most important, sexy outfits for him to try on. Tight pants, tighter shirts; short running shorts, a tight v-neck; tank tops, tight brightly-coloured leather pants; even skirts and blouses. He tries on everything you hand to him, each outfit more bright, colourful, and strange than the last, but each looking amazing, stunning, ravishing on him in their own right. Each outfit makes you blush furiously-- especially the skirts. You didn’t know he could rock them like that, but you sure did know how short they were. The crazier outfits make you laugh, and his poses-- flexing, striding, strutting around, blowing kisses-- all make you laugh even more. His long robot legs are so much smoother, so much slicker than you’d imagined. The servos and gears are attractive to you. You don’t understand why, but you certainly do understand that Genos has a stellar pair of legs.

Before long, you move on to the next store, only to repeat the process. Genos tries on the silliest, strangest combinations, posing vehemently and heroically with each new outfit. You can’t contain your laughter-- it’s wild. You’re both laughing, dancing to the upbeat tunes in the clothing store, and generally having a really good time. Genos buys a few of your favourite outfits-- you’re looking forward to seeing him in them again.

Soon, however, the crowds start to thin out a bit. The sun starts to set. The sky is a beautiful red-gold, spreading out on the horizon as far as the eye can see. Genos takes your hand, smiling, and ushers you towards a bench on a hill quite a ways off. Your quick footfalls let you keep stride, and soon, you and Genos are sitting next to eachother on that bench, your head resting on his shoulder, his arm wrapped around you comfortingly.

He plants a light kiss on your cheek as you watch the sun set further, darkness streaking slowly across the colourful sky. He lets a warm smile slip across his face, bags propped up on his other side, and rummages around in one with his free hand. You continue watching the sunset, but soon a mysterious, tiny box is being waved by your robot boyfriend’s hand in front of your face. You glance up at his face excitedly, eyes wide in surprise, mouth hanging open a little. He smiles at you, a broad smile, and holds it out to you to take.

You hesitantly take it, your hands shaking with excitement. you flip open the lid of the soft brown box and find a glittering silver necklace inside. It shines in the light of the dying sun, reds and golds and pinks glistening and glimmering off the reflective material. You feel yourself tear up as you gaze upon the tiny heart head of the necklace, no doubt a sign of how much Genos loves you.

He look over at him and he gently wipes a tear from your cheek. You can think of no words to say. Instead, you shove your face at his with the force of a raging gorilla and lock lips, giving him a long, passionate kiss. It feels like it lasts forever, but it ends far too soon. You draw back, gasping for air, and he reaches for the necklace.

“Would you like to put it on?”

You blush again, and, unable to find your words, you merely nod.

He takes the beautiful necklace in his tender robot hands and brushes aside your hair, clipping it around your neck. You feel its soft weight against your chest and take a deep, shuddering breath. You feel as if you could fly. The love in your chest has blossomed into a full flower, and you want nothing more than to be by Genos’ side forever. You kiss him again, lightly on his cheek, and watch the sun set in calm, loving serenity. You can help but rub the heart on the necklace with your index finger and thumb, living, physical proof that Genos loves you dearly.

Soon the sun disappears under the horizon, the last licks of colour oozing out until the sky was dark.

It is no less pretty, however, because now the stars are out. You and Genos stare silently out at the starry abyss, both smiling warmly.

“They’re so beautiful…” You mutter, eyes darting from star to star.

“So are you, (Y/N),” Genos adds, looking only at you instead of the stars. You stand up, turning away to hide your tomato-red blush.

Suddenly, your stomach rumbles, and you blush even harder. He stands, putting a careful arm around your shoulders, and kisses you on the head. “Let’s go get a bite to eat, shall we?” The night was far from over, but you had this inflating feeling that it would be one of the best ones yet.

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Going to be doing Saitama X Reader next due to a request~~~ Look forward to it!!!! Thanks!
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