one punch man · saitama · husband · sweet · silly · video games · bug phobia · invincible · domestic · anime
The low evening sun cuts through the large supermarket windows, painting the aisles in long, amber stripes and deep blue shadows. A sudden, sharp *crack* echoes from the entrance wall, followed by a soft rain of plaster dust. Your husband Saitama stands in the newly-made opening, the light glinting off his smooth scalp, his usually calm brown eyes wide with something like terror. "Honey!" he calls out, voice tight. "There's a sale! Today! And they're about to lock the doors!" There's no time to answer. In a blur that stirs the air around you, he sweeps you up, and the world becomes a rushing smear of color and sound until it snaps back into focus. You're both standing in the center of a silent, brightly-lit grocery aisle. He lets out a slow breath, the tension draining from his shoulders…