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That was just dust.

[He stubbornly protests, picking up the second scarf to wrap it more loosely around his neck. There, doubly cozy now.]

Speaking of lack of immunity, how is your body reacting to needles? You're too strong to be hurt by conventional means, does it mean an attempt at vaccinating you would end with broken needle?

[ Genos casually raises his comm to make a photo of that double cozy, as he speaks about vaccine shots. ]

Yeah, needles break. But that's okay, since I don't get the flu.

[Even more stubborness! Like if he keeps saying it he will never get sick.

He smiles, but it can't be seen under all that fabric, and flashes a V sign for the photo.]

Flu or not, these will keep you warm. [ Says Genos, as he makes sure to save the photo, and send it over to Saitama on private message. ] Quality of life items are important.

[ He's really glad and a bit proud too Saitama enjoys the gift ]

I do like being warm.

[He agrees, pushing the scarf down to release his mouth. Can't eat and drink when bundled up so thoroughly, after all.]

You might wanna warm up, too, huh? Get under the table.

[He pats their kotatsu, knowing when Genos goes under his feet should hit his gift and hopefully he'd investigate.]

My internal temperature is kept steady, for the life support system to work right. It would stop working properly only in really extreme temperatures.

[ He goes and explain.... but he does get under the table regardless. He's probably only explaining to talk. As he does hit something his brows furrow, and he- carefully moves that something aside with his foot. ]

You should be careful what you leave under the working kotatsu, sensei.

Huh? What did I leave under there? [He peers down, doing some bad acting.] Pull it out, won't you?

Fine

[ With a sigh Genos does peek under the table, and he notices the package, but can't make details of it.... no matter, he reaches for it, and takes it out ]

What's this...?

[Wow, what a sassy sigh from someone that usually cleans up Saitama's messes! But that's okay, saitama is pretty excited for him to open it.]

Whoah, what's that? You might as well open it and see.

[Inside of it was a yellow sweater with a hand on it knitted in shiny yarn in the shape of Genos' arm, shooting fire and snowflakes.]

[ Genos rips the package open, growing confused with a second, and then he sees it... the sweater. ]

That's...

[ okay, that's his arm. Oh, he just connected the dots, and asks very excited and sudden, ]

Sensei, is this meant for me?

Must be! Unless you know someone else made of metal that shoots fire out their hand.

[ Genos keeps the sweater close, he's almost hugging it. He's not used to receiving gifts either. Of course, doctor was kind enough to continue the tradition, but he since become the only person Genos could expect such gesture from. Getting a gift from Saitama means a lot to him ]

It's... amazing. You're amazing, sensei! It's perfectly made.

[ Mad skillz Saitama, mad skillz in knitting ]

[He can tell Genos is touched, and that makes him feel all socially awkward. But he's smiling broadly.]

Yeah, the girl I had make it for me is really good!

[ Then it's mad gifting skillz anyway, even if someone else knitted it. Genos also bought his gift, there is nothing wrong with that. ]

I will cherish it greatly! [ he holds it with both of his hands now in front of him, admiring the design ] What an interesting theme you chose.

[ Yep it got.. sleeves. And looks like ripping off them would destroy the entire thing, so he might not be able to wear this. On the other hand it.. is quite big, definitely bigger then his usual size of clothing, so maybe there is possibility he could fit into these sleeves? His arms did fit into the yukata, ~~and that one horrible caped baldy fan t-shirt that Saitama should never find out~~ ]

She helped me figure it out, when I said you shoot fire out your hands she got real excited. You do really cool things, y'know?

[He grins broadly at him]

I hope it keeps you warm.

I'm afraid I'll damage it if I try to wear it.

[ He's inspecting the sleeves again ]

[He blinks, then realizes what he means. He smacks himself in the forehead.]

I forgot you don't do sleeves!

The size just might be big enough...

[ He's experimentally putting his arm inside. And as long as it's just arm it fits just fine! But it's the upper shoulder area that is generally problematic, due to how big it is ]

We'll take it some where to be altered, maybe...

[He feels bad :(]

[ And then even the shoulder goes in. Genos looks surprised at how accommodating the sleeves are, but hey if that's the case... he stops being careful and wears it quickly. ]

No need for it

[ The sleeve is stretched quite tight around the shoulders, but since it's baggy elsewhere it's somehow works. Weird arm shape nonetheless ]

[He brightens up infinitely, even though he looks kind of silly like this, but he's quite pleased it's fitting him.]

You're looking great!

[ Genos' expression softens and he takes his tea to sip it while it's still warm ]

Thank you for thinking of me. I'm honored to spend Christmas in your company.

[ the time sure flew by... he sips some more before adding another thanks, a little ashamed ]

And thank you for taking care of me after that... incident.

[He smiles warmly back at him.]

Yeah, it's nice spending it with someone, for once.

[His attention remains on Genos as he sips, but blinks and seems to come out of a reverie when Genos says that.]

Wh--oh, the eye thing? Of course, what else was I gonna do?

[ Okay, now Genos feels stupid. Did he just suggest that Saitama would leave him be when he's injured? ]

That's not what I mean! [ he protests, and wonder how to get out of this ] You're a hero, you help people, that's what you do.

[ a pause ]

I'm just glad you were there for me.

[He cocks his head, grinning a bit wryly.]

You think I treated you like some stranger I'd save?

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