Video Call Series: Saitama #1
Alyssia de los Santos x Taro Saitama (Suggestive/Silly)
Alyssia: Baby!
Taro: Where are your clothes?
[Alyssia looks down at herself. She’s in a thin, pale blue camisole and though she’s covered from the waist down with a blanket, she’s willing to bet that he's confident that she’s not got much else on beneath.]
Alyssia: Well, hello to you too, Taro. How’s life in A City treating you these last two weeks? Any exciting news to share? Any sales you’re looking forward to?
Taro: You’re hardly wearing any clothes and the entire state is under a freeze warning.
Alyssia: I have a blanket!
Taro: Your head’s so hard that not even I could get through that thing.
Alyssia: ….Ow? And how would you know about the freeze, you–
Taro: *sigh* Do we really have to go through this every time?
Alyssia: Yes.
Taro: We will not.
Alyssia: Fine…
Taro: *snickers* Stop pouting like that.
Alyssia: I just… really like to hear all the ways you keep tabs on me.
[He lowers the phone for a moment and then a zipper sounds in the background. Quickly after, he returns the camera to his stone faced expression but there is a flicker of something almost amused in his eyes.]
Alyssia: What?
Taro: Show me what’s beneath the blanket.
Alyssia: It’s just…*shakes her head* some normal… sweatpants. Thick and warm and comfy!
Taro: Yeah? Then, show me.
Alyssia: What? You don’t believe me?
Taro: Not for a second.
[She lets out a gasp, feigning offense.]
Taro: Give me a break.
Alyssia: You give me a break! You know I don’t have anything on under here! *laughs*
Taro: Finally, she admits it… Show me, anyway.
Alyssia: W-what?
Taro: I miss you… Her too. 15 hours is too long.
Alyssia: I told you to quit referring to it as her.
Taro: Isn’t it more rude to call your own vagina ‘it’? Seems like you're treating her like a foreign creature or something…
Alyssia: Ew. Ew. Ew! Stop talking! Please, shut up!
Taro: I’d never speak about her like that.
Alyssia: Hanging up now!
Taro: Okay. Well, keep her warm for me. We’ll be home soon.
Alyssia: We?
Taro: Yeah, me and my d–
[Alyssia abruptly ends the call and falls back into the bed, pulling the blanket over her face. Her entire body feels as if it’s being engulfed by flames. She’s not sure if it’s from the embarrassment of him being able to joke around so bluntly with the straightest of faces or if it’s in knowing that beneath his teasing was a promise. Either way, she’d be counting the seconds until they finally reunited again. Two weeks always felt too long.]
















