ohimsummer · 8 months ago
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✎ . . .❝PLAY FAIR!❞
-saitama x reader, gamer! reader? they're both playin MK, fluff, established relationship, idk if that blue shell strat is common but it happened to me before lmao
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“You kinda suck at this game.”
This was always your foolproof plan to throw Saitama off. Even if he was doing somewhat decent, poking fun at his gaming skills never failed to give you an advantage over him.
“I’m in sixth place.,” he mutters behind you, where you’re both sitting back to back.
“And you can’t do any better?,” you giggle in his ear, not missing the way he glances at you from the corner of his eye. He knows you're fucking with him.
“Pfft.,” Saitama scoffs. “Who’s stuck in 3rd place again?”
“Hey, it's still top 3!,” you gasp. He chuckles at your meager slap to his shoulder.
“Not for long.” And you decide those will be his famous last words when you eventually make it to first place.
The game goes on with Saitama eventually catching up to you in third. You’re a little bit better than him at this game, but he’s able to keep up with you all the way until the last lap, where you and him are at first and second respectively.
“I’m gonna take that number 1 spot from you, Y/N.,” Saitama gives a sing-songy tease, heavily concentrated on dodging any banana peels or shells you try and throw at him.
What he doesn’t notice is the CPU down below, close to 8th place and just having rolled a dangerous item. You mash the reverse button on the gaming console, screeching to a halt as Saitama zooms past you.
“Oh come on, I don’t need you to let me win or something!,” he huffs, and Saitama's race car stops with a puff of smoke behind it. “Play fair!”
You giggle at the tell-tale sound of an incoming blue missile. “Oh, I am, Sai.”
“No, you’re n-“
You watch the blue turtle shell home in on his character, a small ‘oh’ leaving Saitama’s lips as a blue shockwave absorbs him. Mashing ‘A’, you drive past, his character still stunned, and you, in order, hear the frantic sounds of him mashing buttons, the crack of a poor gaming console, and Saitama’s growl of ‘dammit!’ afterwards as he no doubt stares at a frozen display.
Confetti flies across the screen, triumphant music blaring from your game’s speakers to announce your victory, followed by a line of CPUs since Sai is no longer playing. You watch his character fall lower and lower until the race finishes with him in 8th place — dead last.
“This sucks…,” he sighs and sets the console down carefully beside him.
Your giggles sound like mockery to him, but Saitama very easily accepts your kisses on the cheek.
“Don't worry, you still get a consolation for being a loser, Sai.,” you tease in his ear, kissing his cheek and hugging both arms around his shoulders.
“Yeah, whatever.,” he smiles at you. If this was his reward for making 8th place, maybe losing wasn’t so bad after all.
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