nico's blog – hubsand!saiki x reader; hopeless(ly devoted to you)
summary: for this req; saiki breaks his antenna and refers to his wife for assistance!
notes: fem!reader, super excited for my first req EEEEEK i need smore if u have a speck of an idea pls tell me anything!!!!
an average day at your and saiki's apartment. as you have a day off on friday and your husband doesn't, you gently hum as you vacuum around the house and do a few chores.
despite your repulsion against humdrum labor, you decide to chime in on the housework for once as your husband, kusuo, is out at his menial office job.
the day is peaceful, and you expect it to continue as such, as your hands deftly tend to wiping your average-costing counter.
however, what you don't know is the chaos emerging from a few blocks away at saiki's office.
while sitting at his desk, tucked away in the corner for average-skilled workers like himself, saiki sat calmly.
he wasn't typing, as he performed his work in violent spurs of energy where he completed all of a day's work in half an hour.
this leaves him filling the rest of the day with reading or mindless dilly-dallying.
however, as saiki was enthralled in his solitaire game work, he was caught off guard for a split second.
and, to his utter dismay and bad luck...
in that split second of defenselessness, the following series of events occurred behind the psychic:
a female coworker with pink hair messed up with the copy machine and printed hundreds too many of the same paper.
her manager came to scold her.
to come to her defense, her video-game-lover boyfriend (who coincidentally had broken his glasses earlier that day, rendering his eyesight completely defective) began walking towards her.
because of his completely substandard eyesight, the boyfriend mistook the little pink ball of saiki's control device as the head of his pink-haired girlfriend.
before saiki can react, the boyfriend places his hand on the ball and accidentally crushes the control device out of surprise that it’s not his girlfriend.
(note: if you think this dumb series of events totally doesn't make sense, i just wanted to insert a little reference to this manga/show i really love called love is hard for otaku... let me be a little cringe. if u hate this then let's just say he was hit by a paper ball or something idk.)
it all happened so fast, not even the all-hearing all-seeing psychic could prevent it.
and as a result, power begins to course through saiki's veins. uncontrollable, unbridled power.
countless voices flood his brain. the strength of the gods begin pounding at his finger tips. his powers almost seep from any nook and cranny of his body.
as his coworkers fall to his feet with apologies, saiki quietly stands, takes the broken remnants of his control device, bows, and walks towards a secluded area.
the second he gets to a spot where he is unable to be seen, saiki instantly teleports to his safe haven as a desperate attempt to escape.
as you're swaying to a soundless tune, pan in hand, you squeak in surprise as your husband teleports out of nowhere.
"ku? why aren't you at work-?" you sputter out, until you notice the lack of control device in his hair.
"did something happen to your...oh, your powers! are you alright?!" you exclaim.
because of his not needing to explain, saiki relaxes his entire body. his head falls upon your shoulder and his limp hand weakly falls into yours.
among your two's hands, saiki transfers the broken apart complex pieces of his antenna.
you squint at the tiny little parts as your husband sits limp in your lap on the kitchen floor.
his shaky breathing fans against your neck and his tie, now crooked, presses against your collarbone.
"...please" saiki weakly sputters out, hair falling onto his sweat-clad forehead. your eyes widen.
without being able to telepathically communicate with you (due to your germanium jewelry,) he resorts to verbal speaking.
however, with his powers haywire, he can barely utter out words.
you've never seen this all-powerful psychic so vulnerable. even on your wedding day, he was completely stoic.
not knowing a clue of what to do, you slide your germanium wedding ring off and press it into saiki's hand, effectively cancelling his mind reading.
you hear a quiet sigh of relief from saiki.
"ku, i don't think i can put this together-" you sputter out.
his hand tightens around yours, however microscopically as to not set off any powers.
before he can repeat another plea, you mumble about how you'll try your best.
it has been over an hour, and you have made no progress to helping your desperate husband.
with his head in your lap, you try to fiddle around with his control device, mindlessly clicking together weird looking circuits and pieces.
"are you sure your brother doesn't have a manual or anything? can't you teleport him over here, ku?! i can't do this!" you exclaim, meeting the gaze of saiki.
his eyes are glassed over and you frown, pressing your hand to his forehead and brushing away his damp bangs.
he weakly envelops your hand with his own, careful not to release any of his kept-away strength as to not hurt you.
he closes his eyes. he looks so fragile.
the boy trusts you completely: perhaps not to fix his control device, but to witness and care for him in this state of utter disorder.
"kusuo," you breathe out, carefully setting down his control device and laying his head down on your shared bed, "what can i do to help you? i can't fix your device, nor can i get your brother right now" you frown.
the psychic slowly opens his eyes behind his green-tinted glasses.
with his face stoic as ever, he weakly intertwines your fingers with his own.
"...okay" he manages.
and for once in his life, saiki kusuo looks boyish. his eyes are glossed over and a bit shaky. his forehead is damp. his movements are clumsy and awkward. despite the fact the weight of a thousand worlds are piled onto this young man's shoulders...
his eyes still bore into yours with so much love and trust and desperation all swirling around in two shaky little purple pupils covered by green translucent panes of glass.
he weakly tugs you down to him and wordlessly forces you to lull him to sleep. never would he speak of this again, but you whisper sweet nothings and caress the boy's hair nonetheless.
saiki's breathing eventually evened out with his head dug deep into the crook of his dear wife's neck.
saiki wakes up to a fixed control device in his head and no psycho brother in sight.
turns out (via a note you left on his bedside) that you got a hold of kuuske online and forced him to give you remote instructions on fixing it.
you, as a result of being up all night fixing that stupid device, sit hunched asleep on his bedside with dark circles under your eyes.
saiki cups your face and presses a gentle peck to your tired lips, before smiling gently and whispering something only he would ever know.
i kinda tried a new vibe style of writing is this cringe omg it is cringe omg kill be bruh omg. me when i lose it. I CAN'T WRITE CUTE FLUFF AAAGH kind anon i hope i didn't let you down beautiful soul u deserve the WORLD
also i want to ask u guys are u guys uncomfortable with me putting the term Y/N in writing now because i saw this post that pissed me off about how putting y/n in writing is cringe because of that mafia boss trend and i was like....embrace the cringe what are u talking about. and i was really mad but i don't want u guys to get weirded out so even tho i'm totes fine with it i wanna hear ur thoughts
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