(OPM)Saitama X Reader One Shots

❄️❄️Ice cold❄️❄️ (2019)

(a.n- short and wholesome, bois)

The cup of ice cubes in your hand begin to melt as you creep up quietly behind Saitama.

Earlier today he cheated in game you two were playing, and you promised you'd back at him.

Now, he is defenseless. Washing dishes, clueless to what is coming.

You swiftly pull back the rear of his shirt collar and dump the ice cubes down his shirt.

He yelps, then whips his head around, veins pulsing on his face.

You snigger at his reaction, clueless to his next move.

He sprays you with water. COLD water. You shriek and book it to the living room before he can drench you anymore.

"Sai, I'm soaked!" you giggle while fanning your wet shirt.

"That's what you get! Damn jerk... and I'm not picking up the ice cubes!"

You come back to the kitchen to pick up the cubes. You gather them up and toss them in the sink, then kiss Saitama's cheek. He returns it by spraying water in your face.

"Oi!"

"Don't 'oi' me. You started it, I finished it."