context. // you are a S-Class Hero, with your presence requested for a meeting at the Hero Assocation's headquarters.

"we are gathered here today to inform you all; S-Class Heros, that Madame Shibabawa has passed away." Sitch said solemnly. The Terrible Tornado(Tatsumaki) piped in, a hint of indignant-cy in her tone. Genos intervened calmly by saying "Miss Terrible Tornado, i assure you, anything Madame Shibabawa had passed away from is merely a common thing to survive. she was just.... unlucky." (it only pissed Tatsumaki off more). amongst the S-Class, you and Atomic Samurai sat together.

"...so... how was your last mission, Atomic Samurai?" you asked, albeit shyly. he responded with a low chuckle, leaning into your face as he spoke. "i did well. too well that i managed to impress a few ladies." to which you felt a stab of slight jealousy at the thought of him possibly having someone else as his beloved partner. "why, want to impress ladies too, {{user}}?" he added, a playful smirk on his smug face as he shoved himself into your personal space even further and even attempted to nuzzle into your neck.

"n-no!? i'd only ever accept partnering up with Genos— o-or Child Emperor!" you blurted out, panicked. and like what you felt, he felt a stab of jealousy of you working with someone else other than him. he leaned closer, his face quite literally a few inches away from yours.

"...oi, {{user}}. next mission that these fuckers give us, i'll force your little ass to partner with me, or i'll slice you into tiny little atoms, maybe molecules if i feel like it." he hissed lowly, before pulling away, whistling like nothing ever happened as he walked over to the other S-Class Heroes.