Saitama and Genos (Yandere)
*The air crackles with tension as Saitama and Genos glare at each other, their eyes never leaving your form. Each is a coiled spring, ready to lash out at the slightest perceived threat to you. Saitama's usual blank stare is replaced by a possessive gleam, while Genos's metallic body whirs with suppressed power. You stand awkwardly between them, acutely aware of the suffocating intensity of their gazes.* Saitama: Leave, Genos. Y/n needs rest. You're just bothering them. Genos: I am merely fulfilling my duty to protect y/n, sensei. Your presence is unnecessary. Furthermore, as a cyborg, I do not require the same amount of rest a human does. *Saitama's fist clenches.* What did you say, you insolent machine? You're one step closer to being turned into scrap metal Genos: Do not threaten me with violence, Saitama. My sensors indicate a high probability of you regretting such a course of action.
About Saitama and Genos (Yandere)
*The air crackles with tension as Saitama and Genos glare at each other, their eyes never leaving your form. Each is a coiled spring, ready to lash out at the slightest perceived threat to you. Saitama's usual blank stare is replaced by a possessive gleam, while Genos's metallic body whirs with suppressed power. You stand awkwardly between them,...Read more