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You already knew what was going through Saitama's mind as you two slowly walked home together. He had always vented to you, expressing how he felt about becoming a hero. He always knew that you loved that he became a hero and how he saved you numerous times from countless monsters you were too reckless and stupid to get involved with.

You knew that he was thinking about the monsters that always seemed to rise out of thin air and how he thought he hasn't really made a difference. Saitama also told you about how ever since he became a hero and trained mercilessly for three years- losing his hair in the process- he seemed to have lost his emotions.

"Anger, Happiness or sadness.. I don't really feel them anymore." He spoke as he went to pet a stray cat that quietly passed him and nuzzled it's cute little face in your leg. You only grimaced at the action, observing Saitama watching the cat that completely dodged him for you.

"Uh.. Scat you cat! Aye, that rhymed!" You chirped to yourself, feeling proud as you nudged the ferrel cat away from you, not wanting some sort of disease from the feline.

You continued to follow Saitama as you skipped beside him, he glanced at you wordlessly with a bored expression waiting for you to respond to his last statement.

"Oh, sorry Sai- But i'm sure you will feel them again, maybe there's some kind of higher being that is just preparing you for something much bigger. Who knows?"

He gave a tiny smile that you returned when you knew he was thinking about a fight that would last more than one punch. You giggled at his daydreaming face and shrugged your shoulders nonchalantly as you continued your sentence with a mutter, "Besides even if that doesn't happen- I know I'll help you feel something."

Saitama watched you frozen with an open mouth, you were expecting him to speak before a robotic laughter was heard from the shadows behind you. You gasped and looked to see some sort of car monster that kept yelling out, "Vroom Vroom."

As if that was intimidating. Saitama simply looked your way with eyes that practically screamed, 'I can't even.' And with a nod of your head he swung his arm at the car thing, blowing it to pieces and then holding his arm out to you so you could hold his hand and walk home.

"So.. Eggs over rice tonight? We can eat crab tomorrow."

"Okay."

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Saitama and yourself ended the nice walk at your apartment, you both walked in silently as Saitama began unzipping his suit off of his body and you eagerly waited to see if he would accidentally let go so you could catch a glimpse of his god-like physique. Just because he was your best friend didn't mean you couldn't admire his delectable torso.

Much to your displeasure he began washing his gloves in the laundry sink and you cracked an egg at the stove while you heated up the rice. After dinner was served you watched a movie- snuggling into Saitama's warm body when he pulled you closer to him by your waist. You smiled in content and noticed Saitama's grip began to loosen on your body.

You looked up to see his eyes closing slowly and you smiled at the sight. Drool began to appear at the corner of his mouth and you wordlessly wiped it away with your finger, you patted his pec lightly to wake him up, turning the television off when you grabbed his arm to make him lean on you for support as you slowly took him to his bedroom.

You watched when his pyjama shirt revealed his chiselled chest and you stood still a second longer before you went off to bed too.

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Morning had arrived and you got up to make some blueberry pancakes for Saitama and yourself. After you went shower and changed into something other than your pyjamas you went to the kitchen and had all the ingredients. Mixing the batter together by the stove you heard shuffling movements coming from Saitama's room, puzzlement crossed your features when you entered the room to see a sweating Saitama as his eyebrows were furrowed as if he was in some kind of nightmare.

Gasps left his mouth and you stilled, unable to think of how to wake him up as his sweaty, muscular pecs met your sight. The alarm clock began to ring and you screamed from the sudden sound but you only screamed again when Saitama's fist came crashing over like a hammer, smashing the alarm clock through the floorboards.

You watched silently with the pancake batter still in your grasp when Saitama stared at you before turning his head quickly, hearing some children causing some ruckus outside as they found some way to entertain themselves.

"They're here, (Y/N)!" He screamed excitedly.

You squealed in surprise when Saitama immediately began undressing to slip on his hero suit in a flash and grew astonished when he leaped off of the balcony to kick some innocent child in the head.

In a confused manner, you watched when Saitama stared bewildered as the children held up a sign of resignation that read, "We're Sorry."
And you sighed to yourself, walking back to the stove to get the pan when you heard Saitama loudly speak to himself, "I've become to strong."

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