You're MY Hero // Saitama x Reader OPM //

Chapter 2: Pancakes

You woke up laying on the futon in the living room. Slowly opening your eyes and taking in your surroundings, you heard the soft murmurings of the tv.
You looked to you left to see a tired Saitama sitting on the futon with his legs in the coffee table.
You yawned and stretched, catching Saitama's attention.

"Good, you're awake. Now move your butt." He said, nudging you over so he sat a bit more on the futon.
He was wearing his classic pyjamas, with his shirt part buttoned down a bit, revealing his collarbone.
You shuffled over and sat up, stretching again. You were wearing the same clothes you fell asleep in, bra in all, so that wasn't very comfortable.
You huffed, pulling your arms in your sleeves and t-shirt to take off your bra.
"Why didn't you just move me over while I was sleeping?"

"I didn't want to risk waking you up. You looked peaceful and I know for a fact that I wouldn't want to be woken up over something like that." He responded, shrugging lightly.
You hummed in response, successfully taking your bra off and putting your arms back in your sleeves.
You reached in through the neck of your shirt and tugged your bra off your head, tossing it beside you as you fell on to your back again.
"Ahhh.. Much better."
You said, closing your eyes for a moment.

You glanced up at Saitama, who had witnessed what just happened and also had a confused expression on his face.
"What the heck was that? What did you just do?"

You snorted, running your hands through your tangled and messy hair.
"Tama, I took off my bra after falling asleep in it last night. Y'know how uncomfortable those things can be?"
Saitama glanced down at your chest and then to your bra that was beside you for a split second.
"Oh."
Was all he said before returning his gaze to the tv.
You smiled and rolled your eyes.

"Hey." You said, sitting up and looking around the apartment.
"Where's Genos?"
"Eh. The Hero Association needed him for god knows why." He said, a hint of jealousy on his tongue.
"They should've made you come too. You can handle anything." You said, crawling closer to him on your hands and knees which immediately grasped his attention like a lasso, and plopped down on his lap, making him jump jump a bit.

"Oi. You're heavy. Get offa' me."
He said halfheartedly and you knew it.
"Hey, my pillow is talking!" A playful smirk grew on your face as you flipped over, shuffling down so your head now rested on his lap instead of your back.
You heard him let out a groan of annoyance as you giggled.

You've known Saitama since before he became a hero. He was always the same kindhearted goofy self, even if his appearance and emotions changed over his years of training.
You were so proud of him to see him grow and become stronger, but you were just a girl. It's not like you had superpowers. A lot of the time you felt like you were slowing him down from reaching his goal.
And, sure enough, he started saving you from the battles he was put in.
Constantly saving you, you were helpless. You were just a walking target for monsters and bad guys, and who was always there for you? Saitama.

I'm such a burden..

You would think to yourself.

Why does he still want me around? It's not like he lov—

"What're you watching? I can't see it."
You said, snapping yourself out of your thoughts even though they still lingered.
"Well I'm just waiting on the news channel to see if there's anything going on, but it's just been boring stuff so far." He said, looking back at the screen and itching his cheek.
You nodded, placing your hands on the back of your head like Saitama did the night before.

You sat up off his lap and stood up.
"I'm going to make some breakfast for us. I think we still have the stuff to make pancakes."
You said, standing behind him and placing your sleeves covered hands over his head.
He immediately perked up once you mentioned breakfast.
"Pancakes sound good— Wh? What are you doing? Hey!" He said, moving his head while trying to swat your hands away.
You laughed and moved your hands from his head to rest on his shoulders.
"Okay, okay jeez, I was just teasin'."
You said softly, leaning down and planting a quick kiss on the top of his head before walking off into the kitchen like nothing happened.
He watched you walk away with his usual deadpan expression, but with his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
You smiled to yourself, feeling the prickle of warm reach your cheeks as you hummed softly, gathering the ingredients to make breakfast while Saitama watched from the living room, dumbfounded on what had just happened.