cinnamonagency | open post for Genos

[It was date night! Which made it sound like they had a set night that they went on dates, but really they chose to have dates that were outside of just eating, laying around and fooling around at home randomly. Whenever the mood, or budget, struck them.

Tonight, they had dinner out at a nicer place than usual, because Genos had found a good coupon, and now they were out and taking a leisurely walk.]

Maaaaan, I'm so full. That was so good...

[He sighs happily, patting his stomach, then glancing aside at his boyfriend.]

What should we do now? I don't feel like going home yet...

Perhaps we could take a walk somewhere where we had not been yet before?

[ It's simple, mundane, but when you're fighting cosmic horrors some mundane enjoyment is exactly what you need. Genos points into a street going in a completely opposite direction where their home is. ]

If my general idea about our location is right, we should reach the river bank if we go this way.

[ There might be a park. Or some spots with benches? EXPLORATION ]

That's a good idea! What if there's a snack cart over there we've never been to?

[As he talks he steps a little closer to Genos, his pinky brushing purposefully against Genos'.]

It's starting to get colder, so maybe someone's selling hot sweet potatoes?

Sweet potato- [ Genos pauses, stops mid-step even

HE IS CONVINCED. Next thing he does is catching Saitama's hand, squeezing it tight and he starts walking fast ]

Perhaps we can get them at the discount, I mean at this hour!

[That had to be a new record, how fast Genos moved to grab his hand. A broader smile lights up his face in amusement as Genos almost tugs him behind. It was pretty incredible how much easier it was to smile nowadays with Genos in his life in this way.]

Yeah, maybe. Maybe we can even get them for free!

[ It's not something Genos actually names, but they are good for each other. The problems they have didn't just go away, but less focus on them, and more on each other has definitely gave them some solace ]

That's unlikely... [ Genos protests but without much conviction. There is a no-zero chance of them running into a stall that is closing, and if they smile and ask nicely they might just get them for huge discount or even indeed for free.

Keeping that in mind he tightens the hold on Saitama's hand and picks up, effectively jogging down the street. ]

Weirder things have happened, right? Last winter I ran into two guys that were closing shop and gave me their last potatoes even!

[He brags as they jog almost like a couple of giddy teenagers to the riverside.]

Hmmm... I guess I know why.

[ See, Genos got theory and there is a small knowing smirk he tries to hide. He doesn't want it to look like he got it figured out, no, he wants Saitama to inquire ]

Huh? Why?

[He asks, looking at Genos quite oblivious.]

[ Genos shoots him a warm look, like if he was saying "it's obvious sensei, because you're a good man" or something equally corny

Instead though... ]

This is a business strategy, those potatoes were wasted anyway. They couldn't just sell them the next day, even with a discount. Maybe they were closing the shop for the weekend, maybe the potatoes were close to their expiration date. There is a myriad of reasons why they could have made this decision, but it was either- throw it away or give it to someone. While both actions technically have the same result, you earn no money and only generate a cost, one of them is more beneficial than the other. Throwing these away would generate waste, would require to be processed by the whole waste-processing process. [ Jesus, Genos, calm down. Your words are doubling themselves ] The cost would exponentially grow. However, by simply giving it away to someone, they generated a fond memory of their shop. They earned a good reputation in someone's eyes. They are not being wasteful, they being generous. And given the cost throwing it away would produce, that interpretation is not even entirely wrong. It might be coming from a true generosity, or a cynical attempt at earning some good PR. But in the end doesn't matter. Sensei has gotten free potatoes. Of course, where they truly free

[ STOP HIM ]

[OH MY GOD, GENOS.

Before Genos could continue his..."pragmatic" view on the matter, Saitama presses his hand, firm but gentle, to the other man's mouth.]

I dunno how you managed to say so much cynicism with such a warm look in your eyes. Weirdo.

[ That's certainly his special skill. He at least has enough responsibility to look a bit ashamed of himself. Probably. Because soon he starts mumbling something against hand on his mouth, and it's impossible to tell what he is saying-

Unless Saitama removes his hand, of course ]

[He looks at him so suspiciously when Genos begins TRYING to speak, but he's a good boyfriend and gives him a second chance and removes his hand.]

Huh?

Edited 2019-02-15 23:13 (UTC)

[ Well, Genos takes as it a chance to put his fingers around Saitama's wrist (gently, gently, not because he has to but because the gesture matters) and puts it close to his face again, but this time to place a (VISIBLE) kiss on the fingers.

An impish grin shows just for a second and then the hand is let go ]

I think you like my weirdness. [ Weirdo, and proud of it? ]

[Even the kisses to his fingers were weird in his mind, but it was true, he did like Genos' weirdness. Especially these tender sorts of weirdness.

He lifts his kissed finger to tap Genos on the tip of his nose, then moved to tap his own chin thoughtfully as he lifted his face to the setting sun.]

Hmmm... I wonder... [He muses as he begins to walk again.] Do I?

[ Those are affections sensei!! An important part in a relationship, he read it online (he likes it too) ]

Yes, you do.

[ Genos says with utmost confidence, but as he tries to keep his usual blank face, he can't help a little shit smirk from surfacing ]

You do like to make assumptions about me!

[He teases, but am instant later he's conveniently distracted by spotting something down by the river they were approaching. He says in mild panic:]

Oh! The yam guy! He's packing up!

I won't allow it! [ And Genos being Genos, aka as Extra as he is, propels himself with the blasters on the palms of his hands. You know, Iron Man style, closing the distance between them and the yam guy before anyone could say "Stop, stupid!" If Saitama had hair, that would definitely make them dance in the wind.

That... throws yam guy quite a lot. Jaw-dropping a bit as that celebrity hero dude suddenly appears before him. He looks around to check if maybe it's a monster attack and he didn't notice, but then Genos puts his hand on his shoulder— (in his mind that's comforting gesture, but when you're made mostly of shiny metal and can make things explode... think again) —and asks. ]

Hot sweet potates. Are there any left?

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Sunset~

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