There was a knock on the door. Before you could get up, a voice muffles through the door:
"Uhm...Y/N? Can you unlock the door then cover your eyes?"
Saitama. Finally! Where had he been? He promised to cook lunch.
You walk over to the door, your hand hesitating from the knob. "Wait, cover my eyes? Why?" You ask.
"Because I'm naked."
What the? Is he serious? You felt your face get warm. For some reason, you were blushing. But why? "Uhm, how is that even possible? Were you chased by dogs or something?" your voice quivers. Why am I so nervous?
"Nope. My clothes were burned. I'll explain later," he replies.
"And you walked all the way here not minding if anyone gave you weird looks? You sound like you don't care about anyone seeing you like that."
"Nope."
Weirded out, you then just unlock the door, step aside, and put your hands over your eyes. "Okay, you can come in now."
The door creaks open and footsteps were heard. The door shuts, and it became quiet as if he stopped walking.
"Is everything all right?" He asks.
"Yeah, why?" You ask.
"Your face is red," he states.
"Uhm, I'm fine. Just please go and put some clothes on. I would have walked to my room, but I'm afraid I'll trip and fall," you say.
A few moments later, Saitama explained everything to you about his day and the cyborg he met.
---The Next Day---
Your POV
"SENSEI, SIR!"
I ignored a cry from the door and kept my eyes closed as I relaxed with earbuds in. Hands behind my head and legs straight with feet crossed, my body took up most of the couch.
I saw Saitama's shadow as he went to open the door. "You actually showed up, uhhhh," I heard Saitama say.
"Genos, Sensei sir."
"Can you knock off the sensei stuff?"
"Yes, Master!"
"Not Master either!"
Whoever was at the door had been brought in. I sensed the two somewhere in front of me, but I still kept my eyes closed.
"Y/n," Saitama says.
"Hm?" I reply still with closed eyes. I could tell he was waiting for me, so I open my eyes, turn only my head, and raise an eyebrow at the guy kneeling near the table across from Saitama.
A blond-haired cyborg in a white sleeveless hoodie. His yellow irises pierce attractively in the black sclera. Pierced ears matched his serious face.
He looked like some bad-ass from an action movie. In fact, he actually seemed kinda cute. Was this the dude Saitama was talking about?
I remained calm even though my heart started acting weird. Pfft, what is this now? What's this feeling? I must be hungry. Saitama should cook lunch today.
"Who's the cutie?" I blurt without thought. I felt my heart and lungs stop in panic.
What the heck did you just say, Y/n???
The cyborg flinched and blushed as he looked down shyly while Saitama continued as if he didn't hear anything.
"Y/n, this is Genos. Genos, this is Y/n; she's a close friend of mine."

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The Blond Cyborg || Genos x Reader
Fanfiction"Whoa, hold up! You're saying I'm living with two guys now?!" "Technically, I'M the one living with two people," Saitama crosses his arms. "What if I walk out of here, and people see me staying with two guys? They might think I'm some slut or someth...