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The early morning sun cast a golden glow over the rugged landscape, bathing the mountains and forests in a warm light. You stretched lazily, feeling the soft rustle of the leaves under you. Life on Vampa had been harsh at first, but with Broly by your side, it had become a place of unexpected peace and beauty.

You glanced to your left and saw Broly already awake, his towering figure silhouetted against the rising sun. He was tending to Ba, the giant creature who had become more of a friend than a pet. Broly’s gentle hand patted Ba’s head, and you couldn’t help but smile at the tender sight.

“Good morning,” you called out, your voice breaking the serene silence.

Broly turned to you, his stern face softening into a warm smile. “Good morning,” he replied, his deep voice rumbling like distant thunder. He made his way over to you, his steps surprisingly light for someone of his size.

“How did you sleep?” he asked, sitting down beside you. Despite his imposing size, Broly always made sure to be careful around you, his movements deliberate and gentle.

“Like a rock,” you replied with a chuckle. “This place is starting to feel like home.”

Broly’s eyes sparkled with happiness at your words. “I’m glad,” he said softly. “I want you to be happy here.”

You reached out, taking his large hand in yours. “I am happy, Broly. Because I’m with you.”

He blushed slightly, a rare but endearing sight. Broly wasn’t used to affection, having spent most of his life in isolation or conflict. But with you, he was learning to embrace the softer emotions.

The two of you spent the morning exploring the surrounding area. Broly showed you a hidden waterfall he had discovered, the crystal-clear water cascading down into a serene pool. The sound of the water was soothing, and you sat together on a rock, simply enjoying each other’s company.

As the day grew warmer, you decided to take a break and have lunch. You had packed some simple food, and Broly had caught some fresh fish from a nearby stream. Cooking over an open fire, you shared stories and laughter.

In the afternoon, you ventured further into the forest. Broly’s protective nature was evident as he guided you through the dense foliage, ensuring you didn’t stumble or get hurt. His keen senses picked up on any potential dangers long before you did, and you felt safe knowing he was always looking out for you.

At one point, you came across a clearing filled with wildflowers. The vibrant colors and sweet scents were enchanting, and you couldn’t resist picking a few to make a small bouquet. Broly watched you with a tender expression, his eyes filled with love.

“You like flowers?” he asked, his curiosity genuine.

“I do,” you replied, holding out the bouquet to him. “Here, for you.”

Broly’s eyes widened in surprise, and he took the flowers with a gentle touch. “Thank you,” he said softly, his voice thick with emotion. “No one’s ever given me flowers before.”

You smiled, reaching up to brush a lock of hair from his face. “There’s a first time for everything.”

As the sun began to set, you returned to your makeshift home. Broly had built a sturdy shelter for the two of you, using his immense strength to create a safe haven. Inside, it was cozy and warm, filled with little touches that made it uniquely yours.

That evening, as the stars began to twinkle in the night sky, you sat outside with Broly, wrapped in a blanket. He held you close, his arm around your shoulders, and you rested your head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.

“I never thought I could be this happy,” Broly murmured, his voice a gentle rumble.

You looked up at him, your eyes meeting his. “You deserve all the happiness in the world, Broly. You have such a kind heart.”

He kissed the top of your head, his lips warm and soft. “And I’m happiest when I’m with you.”

The two of you sat in comfortable silence, watching the stars and simply enjoying the moment. No words were needed to express the depth of your love for each other.

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The Farmers Daughter Pt 2

Raditz X Reader

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“Never said you Earthlings had my word,” his smirk grew as his eyes moved over your face and body, his hands at your sides keeping you pinned to the sink's counter.

“But I’m sure, as foolish as your species seems to be, you aren’t foolish enough to not know what I want.” He spoke lowly, his eyes demanding yours never leave them.

“‘Cause you smell like you need it more than I want it.”

He wasn’t wrong. Even now, you could feel your pussy gushing, staining your panties and leaking through into your shorts. You inhaled sharply, and in the dim light, you saw his nostrils flare, surely taking in the scent of your arousal.

“I can’t… My dad’s a light sleeper,” you excused, trying to think clearly, watching him with anxious eyes.

Raditz inhaled sharply, his features shifting through emotions before he scoffed lightly.

“At least let me satisfy your damn heat in some way, if not with my dick,” he murmured, and your eyes went wide as the giant man went down to his knees, his hands moving to your hips, eyes narrowed but glancing up at you.

He wanted permission.

You should say no.

Your thoughts raced.

Heat? You weren’t some animal. Ovulating, sure, but to call it a heat? Well, you supposed it was the same.

Yet looking down at him, his head still near your chest, his clawed fingers hovered just above your hips, flexing as if they were in sync with the rhythm of your pounding heart. Your eyes flickered to the doorway of the kitchen. How easy it would be to get too loud... Yet your gaze darted back down to him, his eyes practically glowing in the dim reflection of the kitchen window. Your lips parted with a shaky breath as you subtly nodded your head.

Yes.

It was all you needed to do. Warm fingers gripped your hips, and his strong, muscular arms rippled as he effortlessly moved you to sit on the counter. His claws shredded your shorts and panties, tearing them off and down your legs, exposing your cunt to the sudden cold air of the kitchen. You gasped, gripping the counter’s edge.

The chill didn’t last long before a large, flat tongue pressed against your pussy, forcing your inner lips to open as it glided through your slick all the way to your clit. Raditz’s hands dug into your flesh as he pulled you closer, keeping you from slipping off the counter, pressing you firmly against his face. Your thighs slid over his cheeks, resting on his shoulders, while your legs followed the length of his hair down his back.

You clenched your teeth, biting back a hiss as he flexed his tongue, dragging it along your clit until the tip swirled around it. A deep vibration rumbled through him, shaking your legs. You moved your hand to your mouth, trying to keep quiet as he pressed his tongue flat against your clit again, sending that delicious vibration radiating through it.

You couldn’t tell if it was a purr or a growl that left him, only that it was low and gravelly, and it made him inhale deeply through his nose as he pressed his face deeper into your pussy. His tongue swirled around your clit once more before dipping down teasingly to rim the entrance of your pussy, making your muscles clench in response to the teasing, leaving you breathless and moaning softly in disagreement.

Your hand gripped his thick, inhuman hair tighter, but each time you closed your eyes in pleasure, he would stop. No matter how rough your grip got on his hair, his taunting continued.

“Fuck… please,” you sputtered in a whisper, pulling harder on his bangs.

He shifted his head, the bridge of his nose pressing against your clit while his tongue kept curling against that spot inside you, sending jolts of pleasure through your body. Your breathing grew ragged under the palm of your hand as your other hand buried itself deeper into his hair, pulling him closer.

His tail curled around your ankle, pulling you towards him even more, as if his hands gripping your hips weren’t already enough to keep you from falling off the counter. Tremors rippled through him with every bob of his head, his nose and tongue working in perfect harmony against you. The friction against your clit, coupled with the vibrations of that strange sound he made, sent you hurtling towards the edge.

His pupils were blown wide, no longer resembling a man’s. They were filled with a danger and softness you’d only seen a few times before. Your stomach dropped, curling in on itself as your brain finally pieced it all together.

The intensity of his animalistic stare, the strangeness of his padded fingers, far different from any human callouses, and the claws digging into your skin as your body trembled in his grasp. His sharp teeth, larger and more dangerous than any you’d seen, and that tail... A predator’s tail that pulled and curled around you, forcing your clit harder against the bridge of his nose. His tongue flexed against that spot, vibrating deep inside you, your thighs clenching around his sharp cheekbones, trapping him in place.

“What… are you?” you gasped, your body tensing as waves of heat and tingling surged through you, your pussy spasming as you came hard, the rush of your orgasm pooling around his lips.

He didn’t pull away. His tongue lapped at you as his lips sucked up every drop of your release. His fingers dug deeper into your hips as he eased you back onto the cold counter, making you groan softly.

“What are you…?” you panted, finally managing to meet his gaze.

Raditz’s lips pulled into a smirk, your juices dripping from them as his tongue swept over his bottom lip and teeth, savoring every last drop. His eyes remained unblinking, predatory.

“We call ourselves Saiyans.”

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Hate to love you, love to leave you (Toxic,Yandere Vegeta x Reader)

Author's note: It's a one part long stroy. Smut alert! Enjoy~

It’s been 2 years since I was “together” with Vegeta. Never ever was this thing mentioned between us as a relationship. As eager I was at the beginning, whining about wanting to be his girlfriend as much I didn’t give a fuck anymore. 

Oh the amount of time I wanted to leave him so far…kinda like every single day at least once. Then why did I still stay? Good question! A question I couldn’t have answered myself. 

-Could you please stop it? -I pinched the bridge of my nose. Vegeta kept clicking his tongue, while checking his phone and it drove me crazy.

-Stop what? - he raised an eyebrow with a total deadpan expression on his face.

-Clicking your freaking tongue -I took a deep breath to be able to keep myself cool.

-Tch… -he pulled a face and rolled his eyes. Oh and kept clicking his tongue.

This is how a simple, normal weekday’s evening looked in the lovely life of ours. After 10 minutes of listening to his tongue I stood up and started to leave the living room.

-Where are you going? -he hissed. He was obsessed that we both needed to be in the same room, when we both were at home. From the beginning he acted like this, but at first I found it sweet that he always wanted to be near me. Well, now…now I would have rather laughed at his childish attitude, if I found it funny. Shame, it wasn’t funny at all. 

-Out -I answered with a cold tone, not bothering to look at him at all. Vegeta rushed after me and grabbed my wrist, turning me around. 

-Are you about to call one of your dicks, who fuck you when I’m not around? -he hissed in my face.

-Not this shit again. You are insane -I rolled my eyes- How many times do I have to tell you that I’m not cheating on you. Never have and never will. I’m not a cheater for fuck’s sake! -I yelled in anger.

-Every cheater would say that - he pulled a face.

-Fuck you! -I sighed, because it really did hurt that he didn’t believe me. He never believed me…- You know what? -I was blinded by anger and pain- We’re done! -I shrugged his hand off of my wrist and headed to the bedroom. Packing my clothes in the bag I heard him clicking his tongue.

-Are we doing this again? -he rolled his eyes. I lost count on how many times I packed my stuff to leave him. 

-For the last time -I sounded cold, which surprised him. Usually I was yelling, screaming, throwing things at him and calling him numerous unholy names. But not this time. I remained calm and it frightened him a lot.

-C’mon baby -he walked next to me, gently grabbing my waist, turning me to face him- Don’t do this. You know you can’t live without me -he smirked arrogantly.

-Well then I’m going to die, because we are over, Vegeta. So please take your hands off of me… - giving him a dead expression, which freaked him out even more.

-My love, please don’t do this -he blinked fast, trying to figure out if I was bluffing or not. I wasn’t though, I was really determined to end this there and then.

-Stop acting like you care -I rolled my eyes, still packing. 

Vegeta started to panic, trying to collect his thoughts to figure out something. 

-I love you -he spat out the words, which made me freeze in my action. Never ever heard these words from his mouth, not even once -Please don’t leave me, baby -he kept begging.

Lost of words, I’ve been standing still above my bag, almost fully packed. Slowly turning around, seeing the fear in his eyes. Oh how much I was tricked one more time, naive me. I felt terrible, tears were filling up my eyes as I held out my hands to let him hug me tight. 

-Please, never leave me, Y/N! I…-he panted-I just can’t live without you!

-Sometimes you are such a freaking asshole -I giggled, hugging him even tighter. The ugly truth was that I was so deeply in love with this man that I didn’t see the toxicity slowly choking me to death. 

Vegeta’s hand started to travel down on my back, grabbing my ass hard. As he pressed his lips aggressively against mine, our tongue fighting for dominance. Always I was the one who gave in and let him lead the actions, his pride wouldn’t let it be any other way anyway. 

-I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’re going to beg for mercy -he grinned in the kiss.

-I hope you will -I smirked. Not being a liar here, I loved the rough sex we usually had. Sometimes I was wondering about asking him to be gentle, but it wouldn’t be him. Vegeta threw me on the bed next to my bag above the clothes I layed out a bit before. Eager hands ripped my jeans and underwear down, spreading my legs wide open.

-Oh fuck… -I moaned out loud, grabbing Vegeta’s hair as his tongue pleased me in a way only he was able. Sucking on my  clit, and fingering my entrance at the same time made my whole body shiver- I’m so close..so close -I cried out after a few minutes.

I gasped, when he suddenly stopped.

-Why did you stop? -I panted heavily.

-You will need to beg me to continue -he smirked at me deviously. 

-Are you fucking kidding me? -I clenched my jaw.

-So… -he softly caressed my inner thigh, just even touched my lips between my legs- How bad do you want it?

-Vegeta, please, please -I started to beg. And there he was with his finger and tongue back in my wet pussy. He kept me still while I was riding my orgasm out on his face, pulling me in a deep kiss just after I finished. 

A few seconds later I was on my knees on the floor, while Vegeta was standing in front of me, fucking my mouth without mercy. I gagged on his huge, thick cock and he enjoyed it so well. Grabbing my head and thrusted even deeper, when my eyes were tearing up. I loved his dick to be honest, he definitely knew how to use it to pleasure me.

-Get on your stomach! -he commanded me, pulling his hard shaft out of my mouth. As I walked on the bed, one of his hands grabbed my waist, the other hand grabbed the back of my neck, pushing me down hard on the bed, my ass up in the air.

-You are so fucking tight! -he moaned as he slid himself in me- Tell me how much you love my dick!

-I love it a lot, Vegeta! -I breathed heavily, trying to cope with the pleasure he caused me.

He kept pounding me harder and harder, speeding up, his balls slapping against my pussy, sloppy sounds filling the room.

-Who’s your daddy? -he hissed at me, still fucking me hard from behind.

-You are! -I moaned in delusion.

-Good girl! -he smirked arrogantly- I will never let anyone else fuck this tight pussy. It’s mine! -he growled, getting really close to his release.

One more hard thrust and I felt his cock twitching inside me, pulsing, filling me up good. He thrusted twice more, before pulling out, throwing himself next to me, breathing heavily. 

-Y/N, I was serious before -he turned to face me, tucking my hair behind my ear- I’m not going to let anyone else to fuck you anymore. You are mine, only mine -he pressed his lips against mine roughly.

-Don’t worry, I’m only yours -I smiled at him, feeling the stupid love spreading in my body. 

***

-Vegeta, please hurry! We will be late! -I sighed angrily, waiting for him to finally get ready.

-Like I give a fuck -he rolled his eyes, stepping out of the room. Kinda tight jeans, and shirt he was wearing, which showed his perfectly toned body just well enough. Even looking at him made me drool in an instant. 

-Easy, girl. Stop eating me up with those eyes -he teased me.

-I can’t help it, you look fucking hot -I gulped, even thinking about staying home and begging him to fuck me hard. But I took a deep breath, collected myself, so we headed to Bulma’s house as we were invited for a house party. 

A lot of people were already inside the house, wasted, having fun, dancing, chatting. I spotted Bulma, so I rushed towards her, Vegeta closely behind me.

-Bulma! -I hugged her tight.

-Y/N! I’m so happy you two could make it. Please drink and eat as you wish. The bar is over there -she pointed in the direction behind me- Have fun, honey! -she kissed my cheek. 

From the corner of my eyes I saw Vegeta’s grin, but I acted like I didn’t notice anything. As we were wandering deeper in the crowd, Goku appeared in front of me.

-Y/N! -he picked me up quickly, spinning me around- Girl, I miss you so much! Why can’t we hang out anymore? -he put me down, looking at me sadly.

-We will find some time for that -I smiled at him in guilt. 

-No she won’t -Vegeta pulled a face at Goku- She’s not going to hang out with you anymore and if you touch her once again, I’m going to rip those filthy hands of yours off and shove them up in your ass.

-Vegeta, stop! -I widened my eyes-Stop being a dick. Goku is my best friend.

-I don’t care -he shrugged.

-I’m sorry Goku, I’m going to call you, I promise -I smiled at him, sighing deeply. 

Vegeta pushed everyone away from me, not letting me have any friends, especially not boys. Goku was my childhood friend, he was my best friend and I missed him terribly, feeling guilty to let Vegeta stand between us, but I loved Vegeta more than anything. 

During the night Vegeta disappeared for a while, but I didn’t really mind it. Reaching the bar, noticing Goku and an unknown man chatting and laughing.

-Am I interrupting something? -I asked, smiling at the two men.

-Y/N -Goku grabbed me by my waist, pulling me into his lap- Want to drink anything?

-Please… -I begged, laughing, standing up from his lap.

-By the way I’m C17 -the unknown man stood up from the barstool, stepping close to me.

-Nice to meet you, I’m Y/N -I blushed from head to toe. The ocean blue eyes of this man crawled under my skin within a second. 

-It’s my pleasure -he kissed the back of my hand.

-Uhh, be cautious , C17 -Goku laughed out loud- If her boyfriend sees this, he would kill you in an instant. A tiny bit of a maniac he is.

-Goku! -I snapped at him, even though he was totally right.

-Sorry, sorry -he scratched the back of his neck, still laughing. 

A few more cocktails later I’ve been still chatting and laughing with the boys and didn’t even realize that Vegeta was nowhere to be found. 

-May I have this dance? -C17 held his hand out to me as a pretty slow song popped.

-I don’t think it’s a good idea -I bit my lower lip.

-C’mon, it’s just a dance -he smiled. Oh his smile…how much it mesmerized me immediately. 

As I found out he was a great dancer, leading me softly, keeping a bit of a distance as he respected I was taken. It blew my mind to experience such a gentle act against me. Vegeta would have never done this. He wouldn’t have danced with me…like never in this life, nor would have he touched me with such a softness as C17 did. 

I almost cried out in agony, when the song ended and we headed back to the bar.

-He would be a better boyfriend than Vegeta could ever be -Goku leaned in and whispered it in my ear.

-Stop it -I pushed him away, shaking my head laughing. But deep down I was considering he might have said the truth. 

-There you are! -Vegeta snapped at me, grabbing my arm hard, pulling me away from Goku and C17- What the fuck are you doing with these two? Whoring around? 

-Vegeta, please -I gritted my teeth, not wanting to make a scene. But it was already late for that.

-Do you want to fuck my woman, huh? -he clenched his jaw in anger, looking back and forth between the two men.

-Just cool yourself down, man -C17 sighed, rolling his eyes- And I ask you to let her arm go, you grabbed it way too hard.

-Oh, you think so? -he smirked, grabbing my arm even harder, making me cry out in pain.

-Fuck is wrong with you? -I yelled at him, trying to free my arm- It hurts!

-Shut your mouth, woman! -he commanded.

Goku clenched his jaw and fisted his hand and at that moment I knew it was going to be messy. Goku punched Vegeta in the face hard enough to send him flipping over, landing on his back on the floor. 

-Stop! -I stepped in front of Goku, taking his hands in mine- I beg you, please -my eyes were tearing up.

-He’s a fucking asshole, Y/N. Why don’t you see it? You deserve better than this piece of shit -he spat on the floor.

***

Heated from the alcohol and his hurted pride the second we arrived home, he attacked me and pushed me in the bedroom. Vegeta was always a dominator, but this time it was even more. 

Ripping my dress off and pushing me on the bed, my back facing him. I could have felt he was already rock hard and he didn’t care how I was prepared or not. Vegeta took me in the second he got his clothes down.

-Fucking hell! -I screamed out loud, I wasn’t even wet for God’s sake. Going really rough on me caused me to gritted my teeth.

-Could you be a bit softer, please? You hurt me- I looked back at him above my shoulder, but he was in a totally different universe. Probably didn’t even hear me talking to him, focusing on pounding me as hard as he could. 

-VEGETA! -I yelled from the bottom of my lungs, which sobered him a tiny bit.

-What? -he hissed in frustration, still fucking me hard from behind.

-Be more gentle, it hurts -I sighed in discomfort.

Furrowing his brows he nodded slightly, taking back from the speed and the intensity of his thrusts.

He leaned in, grabbing my breast, while keeping to pound my already sore pussy.

-You feel so good, baby…I love your tight pussy around my hard cock -he growled in my ear.

-Keep going Vegeta, I’m almost there -I lied, I wanted it to be over as soon as possible.

My words pushed him on the edge, feeling him close to his climax as well.

-Oh, fuck yes, Bulma! -he screamed, while releasing inside of me.

-WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY? -I pushed him back, causing him to pull out immediately.

-What? No, I did…I did not say anything… -he kept bubbling.

-Did you fucking call me Bulma? You piece of shit! -I turned to face him and slapped him as hard as I was able. The mark of palm drew its line on his cheek.

-I can explain! -he looked panicked.

-Oh really? REALLY? -I was raging- And how do you want to explain that you moan the name of my friend? HUH? -I clenched my jaw, as I was putting the pieces of the puzzle together- Wait a damn minute…Where have you been at the party, when you disappeared?

-What? -he was surprised by my question.

-Where were you?! -I shouted in his face- Let me guess, you’ve been fucking Bulma, right? RIGHT?!

-I’m sorry… -he sighed deeply.

-You are disgusting! -I clenched my jaw- Move! -I pushed him away, heading to the bathroom. I wanted to wash his filthy touches off of my body. Being cleaned I walked out, grabbing some clothes to put on, seeing Vegeta sitting on the edge of our bed.

-Baby, can we talk about it? -he looked at me with softened eyes. I spun on my heels and rushed out of the room without a single word.

-Y/N -Goku opened the door, rubbing his eyelids- Are you okay? 

-Can I come in? -tears were running down my face uncontrollably.

-That fucking asshole -Goku clenched his jaw after I told him what has just happened.

-I was so stupid…so so stupid -I hit my forehead with my palm several times- But this time it is over! Please promise me that if I ever want to get back with that prick, you will not let it happen. 

-I promise, honey -Goku hugged me tight.

***

6 months later:

Not even a single day passed without Vegeta trying to contact me somehow. I even blocked his number several times, but he immediately got a new one. Calls and texts without an ending. In some of them he is begging me to forgive him, confessing his undying love towards me and in some threatening me to be killed if I keep ignoring him. 

It was a simple Tuesday evening, I just got home from work and started to cook dinner, when I heard a knock on my door.

-Who can it be? -I shrugged, heading to the door. My eyes widened seeing Vegeta standing in front of me with a beautiful bouquet in his hands.

-I got this for you -smiling softly at me, handing the flowers.

-What are you doing here? -I rolled my eyes.

-Let’s talk this through, baby. I can’t live without you, please come home. Come home with me -he breathed heavily.

-Vegeta, just leave me alone -I wanted to close the door, but he blocked it with his feet. 

-Please, baby! I love you! -he kept bubbling. His eyes popped wide, when he noticed a palm on the door. As I let the door loose, it opened wide.

-She asked you nicely to leave -C17 said with a cold tone- Me on the other hand won’t be so gentle. You have like a second to turn around, before I mop the floor with your filthy face -he clenched his jaw.

-You fucking whore! -Vegeta hissed at me in an instant- We only broke up a few months ago and you are already fucking this faggot.

-Please, go inside the kitchen -C17 smiled at me softly.

The second I disappeared from his sight, he attacked Vegeta, punched and hit him as hard as he could, beating him half unconscious. Vegeta beat him up pretty much as well, but not as near as C17 did to him. 

-If you don’t go home right now -C17 gritted between his teeth- you won’t be able to go home anymore. Vegeta could barely stand up, leaning against the wall. 

-She’s mine! Never forget that! She will crawl back to me no matter what -he spat some blood on the floor.

-You had your chance, but you fucked up. Let me tell you a secret prick -C17 smirked- if you would have treated her the way she deserved, she would have never left you. Now it’s my chance and oh I can make you sure I’m not going to be an idiot like you! -he laughed, slamming the door on Vegeta. 

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Hey, I made this dumbass one-shot comic about Dragon Ball Legends for Reddit and I’m gonna share it here.

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Happy saiyan day everyone! To celebrate, I did a little self insert x Vegeta one-shot fic! I’m planning on doing one for Broly, Goku, and maybe even Raditz too! :)

Not sure if I’ll have the others done by tonight, but I wanted to share the Vegeta one with you all. The reader’s gender is not mentioned and they aren’t described so you can be you in all of them. Hope you enjoy!

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Saiyan Day • Vegeta x Reader • 838 Words

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“What the hell are you doing?” Vegeta grumbled, crossing his arms and coming to a stop in the doorway to lean against the doorframe. He was in dark blue sweatpants and a casual gray t-shirt, having just woken up from his nap. Well nap was used lightly as he had been out for close to 14 hours after a week long training session with Goku. You, on the other hand, were dressed nicely; your favorite semi-casual clothes causing the prince to raise an eyebrow. “Why are you dressed up?”

You were currently finishing setting your kitchen table with a white tablecloth, plates, napkins, and utensils. A small vase sat in the middle, with a red rose and a candle beside it, and you smiled as you set down two wine glasses. “It’s saiyan day. Since you ‘don’t remember’ your birthday, we have to celebrate something.”

You could see his nose crinkle up a bit as he processed your words, those expressive eyebrows of his as dramatic as always as they furrowed. “The hell do you mean it’s saiyan day? As if your species even knows mine exists.”

“Yeah, maybe you’re right,” you shrugged, making your way back into the kitchen. “But the date sort of sounds like ‘saiyan’ if you shorten it, right?”

He rolled his eyes, “you’re grasping at straws.”

“I suppose,” you replied, beginning to stir at some mushrooms and onions on the stove. “But I’m doing it nonetheless.” You tapped the spoon against the pan three times before reducing the heat of the stovetop. You turned on the oven light, squatting down to check how the steaks and baked potatoes were finishing up. “Why are you up already anyway? I thought you’d sleep a little longer?”

He walked into the kitchen, the sound of his footsteps echoing slightly around the room. “I smelled something cooking and assumed someone broke in. When do you ever cook anything?” You could hear the smirk in his voice as he spoke, “I’m surprised you haven’t burned the whole place down yet.”

“Interesting words coming from a man who couldn’t figure out the microwave,” you laughed, standing again and turning to face him.

“THAT WAS ONE TIME!” He snapped, turning away and pouting.

You giggled a bit and slid on some oven mitts before pulling the pan the steaks and potatoes were on out, shutting the oven off after and placing them on the stovetop carefully. “My point still stands, my prince.”

He blushed at that and took a moment to pause before speaking again. “Did you invite Kakarot as well? Broly?”

You placed your hands on your hips and raised an eyebrow. “I said we’re celebrating you, dummy. I know you don’t like large groups, and I can’t imagine you sharing a day with Goku of all people.”

He simply nodded.

You could feel the smile creep up onto your face as you poured the mushrooms and onions into a bowl. “I meannnn if you want them here I guesssss I could-“

“No,” he said quickly, clearing his throat. “No, this is good. You were right the first time.”

“Perfect!” You grinned, beginning to make him a plate. “I made you four steaks, but I have more in the fridge if you want me to heat them up; it’ll only take a minute.”

“Four is fine,” he said, coming up behind you and kissing your shoulder. You felt a shiver run down your spine as he pressed his forehead to the back of your neck and ran his hands over your hips. “I still don’t understand why you felt the need to do this.”

“Well, you do a lot for me; hell you do a lot for the whole planet,” you laughed softly. “You’ve saved my ass more times than I can count, you help out around the house, keep our friends safe… I wanted to try to return the favor, just a little bit.”

“Thank you.” He went quiet after that, the both of you standing in silence for a few minutes. When he spoke again it was barely a whisper, the deepness of his hushed tone sending a shiver down your spine. “I… love you.”

You could feel the warmth spread across your face as you turned to face him. “I love you too, Vegeta.” You kissed him quickly, causing him to freeze up once more as he was left in shock. “Now go change!” You grinned, turning him around and pushing him out of the kitchen. “I polished your chestplate and boots and everything for this! Enjoy it!”

“Y-you and your damned sneak attacks!” He stuttered, flustered to all hell. He sounded annoyed, but you knew otherwise. He loved you more than he’d ever be able to put into words, and you knew and understood that. You loved him and he loved you, and that’s all you needed to feel at peace. Random day of the year or not, he deserved to feel as special as he made you feel everyday simply by being with him.

[saiyanmazen]

Closing Window - a Vegebul fic

It's her wedding day and it's his last chance to tell her how he feels.

[peridoxikal-redux]

So, Fu's grandpa has a name now

But he's never escaping his emo phase

[chaoflaka]

Baby Piccolo part 4 (final)

[fictional-at-heart]

So my brother and I have a sort of HTTYD World War II AU (it’s mainly our original characters, but Hiccup, Tuffnut, and Skulder are in there), and I just had to share a snippet we came up with tonight; we made the comment of how Hiccup and the Joneses wouldn’t smoke, but Stoick would, and Gobber? Well, he’d smoke like a fiend! He’d never be seen without a cigarette in his mouth:

Hiccup one day (sometime after the war ended), staring at Gobber:

Gobber: “What?”

Hiccup: “… how do you still have teeth? And lungs?”

Gobber: “Smokin’s good for the lungs! You know what I say: a pack a day keeps the doctor away!”

Hiccup, scoffing: “More like a pack a day calls the doctor…”

Gobber: “Oh, you’ve been spending too much time around those Jones boys.”

Stoick: “Their uncle was always the same way. Why, in the Great War-“

Hiccup, softly: “World War I…”

Stoick: “GREAT WAR, we were in the trenches one day, and every time I broke out a smoke, I’d feel his eyes on me. And sure enough, I look over and there he is. Staring at me, and I say ah! What’s it to you? And he says ‘you keep smoking them and it ain’t gonna be Germans that kill ya.’ So I told him it’s gonna be ripe old age! You know what he did? *clutches his chest and gasps* and then says ‘gonna be them smokes!”

[tytarax]

I want to kiss and cuddles Shin and Daishinkan so badly. Let me have fun and be their human friend and partner! (i Hold Daishinkan's hand, kissing his nose, acting relaxed with him while the rest of the universes fears the god's advisor)

This is a few ooc, but it's kinda the request, so yeah

You couldn't believe your luck. Not only were you friends with Shin, the Supreme Kai, but you also had the rare privilege of being close to Daishinkan, the Grand Priest. Despite their divine status and the awe (and fear), Daishinkan inspired across the universes, they both welcomed you into their lives with warmth and kindness.

One quiet evening, you found yourself in the gardens of the Grand Priest's palace. The stars shimmered above, casting a gentle glow over the tranquil surroundings. Shin was sitting nearby, meditating peacefully, while Daishinkan stood by your side, his presence both calming and powerful.

Every god in the multiverse trembled before Daishinkan, including Shin, whose respect for the Grand Priest bordered on reverence. But you, somehow, saw beyond his fearsome reputation. There was a kindness in his eyes that only a few had the privilege to witness.

Taking a deep breath, you summoned the courage to act on the feelings that had been growing within you. "Daishinkan," you said softly, looking up at him. He turned to you, his serene expression attentive. "May I hold your hand?"

A small, knowing smile appeared on his face as he extended his hand to you. As your fingers intertwined with his, a wave of warmth and security washed over you. The rest of the universe might fear him, but to you, he was a source of comfort and strength.

Feeling a surge of affection, you leaned in and gently kissed his nose. Daishinkan's eyes widened slightly in surprise before softening with amusement. "Y/N," he murmured, his voice a soothing balm. "You truly are fearless."

You smiled, feeling completely at ease in his presence. "I just know that you're not someone to be feared, Daishinkan. Not to me."

Shin opened his eyes and looked at the sight before him with a mix of awe and admiration. "Y/N, you never cease to amaze me," he said, joining the two of you. Even in the presence of someone as powerful as Daishinkan, you remained calm and affectionate, something Shin found incredibly inspiring.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still as you basked in the closeness of your two divine friends. Being with them like this, sharing such intimate and tender moments, was a dream come true. You felt a deep sense of belonging, knowing that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you had the support and love of Shin and Daishinkan.

As the night continued, you sat together, sharing stories and laughter, the bond between you growing stronger with each passing moment. In the presence of these powerful beings, you found not just friends, but partners who cherished and valued you for who you were. And in their company, you knew you had found a place where you truly belonged.

Masterpost

DBS Masterlist

[treepan0]

so uhhh you know that one dying dragon ball game no one likes, that had that one release recently? may or may not have went ham with the trailer and teaser image screenshots....

thanks I hate how Bulla looks. also the only place I know of with larval cell on screen. Baby vegeta looks a little off, but I'm trying to ignore it, at least super baby 2 looks fine

he did not deserve being the last resort, to keep dragon ball: the breakers alive that was very cruel of them, he was robbed of all the fun he could have

[waffle-time-god]

WHY IS THE MOON SO EASY TO DESTROY IN DRAGON BALL

[thevelria]

The Dating App (Adult Trunks x Reader x Vegeta)

Have you ever wonder how Vegeta would act on a dating app? Well I did...and wrote a story about it. Enjoy the chaos~

Trunks was walking to the living with a huge grin on his face, he wanted to do something to cheer his father up. Since Bulma left and divorced him, Vegeta was only a shadow of himself, and didn't really care about anything. Trunks was terrified of the thought of his father becoming a maniac killer again since there was no one who could have held him back anymore.

-Dad?! -he called out for Vegeta, but no answer was heard -DAD?! -he yelled.

-What son?! -Vegeta hissed at him from the kitchen.

-I have something for you!

-Did you not see my phone? -Vegeta asked, as he didn’t even hear his son.

-It’s in my hand -Trunks giggled- Come to the living room, I want to show you something.

-Why on Earth do you… -Vegeta was raging.

-Just come here dad, please -Trunks took a deep breath, rolling his eyes.

Vegeta stormed in, anger burning in his eyes.

-SO?! -he crossed his arms before his chest.

-Come, sit down -he petted the spot next to him.

-Oh for fuck’s sake -Vegeta pulled a face, but throwing himself down on the sofa.

-I downloaded the Dating App to your phone -he bit his lips nervously. Trunks knew exactly how his father would react, but he also was sure it was going to help him distract himself from the terrible feeling of being alone.

-Huh? -Vegeta widened his eyes, as his blood started to boil.

-Hey! -Trunks interrupted him before he could burst out in anger- I think you need to start meeting women. Mom left so long ago and you need someone to share your life with.

-And why do you think I need any woman? -he raised his eyebrows.

-Dad… -Trunks cracked a half smile- Just give it a chance. You need to move on, just like mom did. Since she got married with Yamcha…

-Uhh… -Vegeta pinched the bridge of his nose- Don’t even start…Yamcha. I still can’t believe she chose that weak, useless human over ME. Like he’s not even a saiyan for God’s sake. It’s like choosing rotted sausage over a juicy steak.

Trunks chuckled slightly, his father and his examples…hilarious.

-Well this app will help you to find someone. I’m sure of it! You can talk to anyone, go on dates etc. Let me show you -he unblocked Vegeta’s phone.

-How do you know my password? -he gasped.

-Seriously, dad? Your password is Kakarot_is_a_Clown…like everywhere -he bursted out in a laughter seeing his father clenching his jaw defeated.

-So… -Trunks opened the app, showing the screen to Vegeta- Here at bottom you can see icons, which lead you to different parts of the app. You can upload pictures of yourself, write things about you etc, I filled it for you. 

-You did what?

-This other one is the message box, it will pop up, if someone texted you. And this is the matchmaking area… -Trunks kept talking, totally ignoring his father’s stare. 

-The what? -Vegeta furrowed his eyebrows.

-Uhm…it’s where you can check pictures and short introductions about people, then decide if you are interested or not. Let’s try it okay? 

Vegeta nodded slightly, still thinking it was full of shit.

-How about this girl? -Trunks asked- She looks pretty.

-Meh… -Vegeta rolled his eyes.

The next 10 minutes was about Vegeta huffing and rolling his eyes, so finally Trunks gave up.

-Okay, maybe later you can try it again and see if you find anyone who you are interested in, okay? 

-I won’t -he shrugged.

***

As the night came Vegeta was getting ready for bed. After he took a hot shower he headed back to his bedroom with only a towel around his waist. Drying his hair with another towel he sat down at the edge of the bed, when his phone buzzed.

-What the heck? -he looked surprised, reaching for the device. After unlocking it he saw a notification came from the Dating App. 

-It says I have an unread message?! -he raised one of his eyebrows- Okay, remember Vegeta, remember…how did Trunks say it? Click here? -he tried his best and smirked as the unread message popped on the screen.

-Man, I’m so  amazing -he hummed to himself, but then he started to read the text and his eyes widened bigger and bigger second by second, forming a terrified look at the end of the message.

“Hey Vegeta!

You look just my type. Damn you are so hot and fine. I would give my life for you letting me lick those abs of yours. God, how much I want you to fuck me…fuck me hard daddy!

Wanna meet?”

-What the actual fuck? -Vegeta hissed, tossing the phone away on the bed- That’s just sick!

Getting a boxers on in front of the wardrobe he was still shaking his head in disbelief. After crawling into bed, he sighed deeply, reaching for his phone again.

-Okay…just a quick peek -he said.

2 hours later he caught himself scrolling the pictures, looking at the girls the app offered him. His eyelids started to close, feeling really sleepy.

-Just one more -he yawned big, stretching his neck left and right. 

As soon as he swiped to the next person his eyes popped open.

-Dear Lord -he whispered as staring at a girl with a beautiful face, perfectly curved body, kind smile -She…she is beautiful -he gulped, tapping the match option immediately. 

***

I was laying in the bed, playing some games on my phone. Okay I was playing Candy Crush, but hey I was an expert… When a notification popped on my screen, making me surprised. 

-Hmm…it seems someone tried to match with me -I yawned a bit, opening the app.

Scrolling through the unholy messages I received from horny ass men made me roll my eyes. Then I clicked to see the matchmaking icon.

-Vegeta… -I’ve read his name out loud- Well let’s see who you are…Vegeta -I smiled, clicking on his profile. My jaw dropped, seeing a spiky, black haired man with a pretty much perfectly toned body.

-Holy shit! -I rubbed my eyelids- Nah…it must be a scam or something. There is no way in hell that a man looking like that is on a dating app -I shook my head, rolling my eyes. But I started to check his profile anyway.

First I was scrolling through the 2 pictures he had. The first one was his profile picture, him being shirtless,wearing bandages around his arms, leaning against the kitchen counter, one hand holding an apple, the other hand grabbing the edge of the counter.

The second one was him standing in a yard or something, looking kinda pissed off, his arms crossed before his chest. Next to him there was a taller guy, also freaking pumped, smiling awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck.

-This must be a joke -I took a deep breath, reading the introduction section below.

“Hello, my name is Vegeta. I like training and would love to meet a woman who can keep up with me.”

-Well, not much to know about him according to this…Maybe I should match him and -I shook my head- Nah, Y/N don’t be stupid…

But I matched him anyway. 

***

Vegeta’s phone buzzed, notification popping on the screen.

-What the… -he reached for his phone on the nightstand, but then it hit him hard- Oh it might be the girl… 

His smirked was wide and arrogant, when he saw that I matched him.

-Huh, so predictable…any woman can resist the Prince of the Saiyans -he clicked his tongue- Okay, what should I write…something smooth, but straight -he pressed his lips tight, concentrating on the task.

“Hello Y/N,

Thank you for accepting my match request. You are beautiful. We should date!”

-That’s perfect -he sent the message, sighing proudly.

***

-Oh -I laughed out loud, reading his message- Well it seems, he wants to skip the bullshitting part.

“Maybe we should text a little bit, before we date.” -I sent him a reply.

“Unnecessary. Choose a place, I will take you out for breakfast tomorrow morning” -he said.

“Uhh..I will probably hate myself for this, but okay. Do you know the place “Henry’s”? Meet there at 8”

“I know. Okay! See you there.”

***

The next morning I felt kinda nervous, I wanted to look cute, but didn’t want to push it too hard. After an hour of trying to find an outfit I gave up and just threw something on. 

On my way to the restaurant I kept repeating the conversation we had last night.

-He acted so… -I furrowed my eyebrows- I don’t know. Cold? Confident? Arrogant? Yeah these three at the same time. 

Vegeta was already in front of the building, waiting for me to arrive. He was wearing tight black jeans and a kinda loose dark blue shirt.

-Holy shit -I widened my eyes, when I noticed him- Dear Lord, he looks hot as hell -I blinked fast.

-Good morning -I smiled walking up to him.

-Morning, woman -he blushed slightly.

-Uhm, my name is Y/N -I didn’t like him calling me ‘woman’.

-I’m Vegeta -he turned away, heading into the building.

Raising my brow in surprise I followed him inside. -It’s going to be interesting…or probably awkward -I thought to myself.

-What do you want to eat? -he looked at me strictly.

-Uhm, uhm…let me check.

-Tch… -he rolled his eyes.

-Sorry, it won’t take long, I swear -I smiled embarrassed.

-Waiter! -he snapped his fingers arrogantly.

After we ordered, I was hesitating to start a conversation. Vegeta was sitting in front of me, arms crossed, looking…annoyed?!

-So -I took a deep breath- Why did you match me? You seem clearly annoyed by my present -I smiled kindly, even if I knew my words were sharp as a blade.

-You are beautiful, I liked you -he hummed with so much easiness in his voice it made my jaw drop.

-Oh -I blinked in discomfort.

-What about you? -he raised an eyebrow.

-Well, you…you looked hot and handsome. 

Vegeta smirked and slightly nodded, seemingly I fed his ego well enough. During the breakfast he stayed silent and I didn’t bother to say anything either. We’ve been sitting there in silence and it was getting awkward.

-Please split the receipt -I smiled at the waiter.

-If you dare to do it I will break your arm -Vegeta hissed- I’m the man, I’m gonna pay for your food, woman -he glared at me deadly.

-There’s no need to be a rude prick -I snapped at him- You know what? Thanks for this lovely breakfast, I need to go now -I stood up and rushed out of the restaurant.

-Hmm…I like her -Vegeta smiled widely.

***

Later that day:

Laying on bed, staring at the ceiling I felt so angry.

-That arrogant bastard -I hissed out loud- Who the hell does he think he is? Acting like…I don’t know a king or a prince. Pff…asshole. I knew, I so knew it was too good to be true -I rolled my eyes, when my phone buzzed.

A new message and a new notification was waiting for me to check. 

Message:

Vegeta

“Hey, 

I really did have fun today with you. Wanna do it again?”

-The fuck is wrong with this man? -I raised my eyebrow- This is how he describes having fun -I giggled. It was so absurd I couldn’t believe it.

“Well, I don’t think it would be a good idea. You seemed clearly annoyed by me. Why do you want to meet me again at all?”

“Tch…you seem to be a strong woman. I like it. Wanna go for a drink?”

“Like right now?”

“Yeah, why not? Give me your address, I’m gonna pick you up.”

“There’s no way in hell I will give my address. Where do you want to meet?”

“God…okay. Jimmy’s bar?”

“Ok, I’ll be there in an hour.”

“OK.”

Sighing deeply, while knowing it’s the worst I could do…accepting his invitation…again. But there was something in this man, which made me curious. 

-Let’s give it another try -I shook my head slightly.

As I was about to put my phone down I noticed the matchmaking notification, so I clicked it.

-Trunks Briefs -I wrinkled my forehead, reading out loud the name of the man- Well let’s check you Trunks, shall we? 

I opened his profile and my eyes widened instantly. Lavender hair, ocean blue eyes, muscled body, soft, baby face.

-Damn you… -I chuckled- What the heck? Two hot men in two days? Is this some kind of parody? 

I accepted the request, then started to get ready to meet Vegeta.

***

-You look pretty -Vegeta cracked a half smile, greeting me in front of the bar.

-As you look fine yourself -I smiled as well.

-Shall we? -he pointed in the direction of the door.

-Sure -I wrinkled my forehead- He is…nice. What the fuck? -I thought to myself.

-So, Y/N -he sat down next to me- Tell me more about you. I would really like to get to know you.

-Sorry for asking this, but who are you? And where’s that arrogant guy I met in the morning? -I laughed out loud, making him blush. 

He looked way too cute and I felt sorry for him being embarrassed.

-Sorry -I smiled at him softly- I didn’t mean to. It’s just weird, you know? I mean…

-I understand -he nodded. 

We’ve been talking for hours, drinking cocktail after cocktail I felt a bit dizzy.

-Uh, I think I shouldn’t drink anymore, otherwise I’m going to be wasted -I giggled. 

-Do you want to call it a night? 

-Probably, yes -I took a deep breath.

-Alright, I’ll walk you home. I don’t want you to wander around the town alone. It can be dangerous.

-You are so sweet -I slapped my palm on my mouth, I didn’t want to say it out loud.

-Haha, thanks -he smirked- You are quite cute too.

Walking next to him on the street I struggled to clear my vision. I definitely drank more than I should have. After I almost fell on my nose, he grabbed me, twirling one of hands around my waist, keeping me balanced. 

-I’m sorry. It’s so embarrassing -I mumbled, standing in front of my door. The next thing was Vegeta pressing his lips against mine. My eyes widened, but I kissed him back almost immediately. Throwing my hands around his neck, deepening the kiss.

-Good night, woman -he broke the kiss, smirking at me.

-Good…night!

***

The next morning was a struggle, I was so hungover I wanted to die. I grabbed my phone to check if Vegeta messaged me. Well he didn’t. Just like in the next 4 days. At first I made up excuses for him, but after he refused to even respond to my text I knew what was about to happen. I was way too awkward and he ghosted me. That’s it that’s the thing…

After 4 days I checked my other messages as well, seeing I have an unread message from Trunks. He texted me the night I went out with Vegeta and I totally forgot about him. 

“Hey,

Nice to meet you, I’m Trunks. It made me really happy, you matched me. I would love to get to know you better, if it’s okay for you, too. Have a lovely day,

Trunks”

-Cute… -I smiled widely, starting to type a response.

“Hello, 

Nice to meet you Trunks, I’m Y/N. You seem like a nice guy, so why not, let’s get to know each other better.”

The next few days went by texting Trunks and talking with him for hours. Every time I got a message from him I felt excited more and more. Actually I started to fall for him even if I didn’t meet him in person yet. 

“So, I was wondering…if you would be free this Saturday night.” -texted Trunks.

“Let me check my calendar…okay, I’m free.”

“Haha, I like that you are funny. Would you like to go out with me? Like a date?”

“Of course. That would be nice”

***

I was feeling nervous, waiting in front of a club we agreed to meet at.

-Good evening, beautiful -Trunks smiled, holding his hand out.

-Good evening -I blushed in an instant, wanted to accept the offered hand, when he gently grabbed it and kissed the back of my hand- Let’s get inside, shall we? -he winked at me.

We walked to a free table, he helped the jacket off of me, just as pulling the chair for me.

-Such a gentleman -I giggled.

-Well, a beautiful lady like you deserves to be treated the best.

-Smooth -I shook my head smiling.

After hours of talking, he told me how bad he feels for his father. Since his mother left him and married another guy, his father is a different person. Trunks talked about him being on a date and even though he had fun and liked the woman, he decided to shut it down. 

-I’m sorry, Y/N -he faked a smile- I didn’t intend to ruin the mood -he scratched the back of his neck- Wanna dance? 

-Sure thing -I nodded slightly.

Oh man…his body pressing against mine, I could have felt his muscles through his shirt. It was getting more intense minute by minute. As our body was moving in sync, he leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. Rough but still gentle kiss we shared and it sent shivers down my spine. 

-You might think I’m crazy -he broke the kiss- But I think I’m starting to fall for you, Y/N. You are just everything I was looking for -he blushed.

-I feel the same Trunks -I pulled him in another passionate kiss. 

Even if I wanted more from the night I collected myself. He didn’t say anything about coming up and I was strong enough not to offer it either. I really wanted this to work out well. 

***

3 months later:

We’ve been dating for 3 months now and everything seemed just perfect. Trunks was in my apartment, just like always in the last few weeks. We were watching TV, me resting my head in his lap, when he turned to me with a serious look on his face.

-Y/N -he took a deep breath.

-What’s wrong? -I looked confused.

-I want to introduce you to my father. What we have is getting more serious and… -he blushed hard, trying to find the words.

-Sure, honey. I would gladly meet your father. After all the things you told me about him, it will be nice to see him in person -I caressed his thigh softly.

-Tomorrow? Lunch maybe? -he scratched the back of his head.

-Ok for me -I giggled. I found it super sweet how embarrassed he felt. 

***

Standing hand in hand in front of the door of the house I started to feel a bit nervous. What if his dad wouldn’t like me? Oh man, he must like me!

The door shut open and my eyes popped wide, when I noticed Vegeta.

-Vegeta? -I blinked fast in confusion.

-Y/N? -he gasped as well.

-Wait! Do you guys know each other? -Trunks furrowed his eyebrows.

-Well…uhm -I tried to find the right words to describe him that his father fucking ghosted me several months before.

But Trunks was a smart guy, he collected the pieces together really fast.

-Wait a damn minute. She was the one you dated? -Trunks looked shocked at his father.

-Maybe -Vegeta smiled in total discomfort. 

I imaginary facepalmed myself like 100 times in a second. 

-I can’t believe this shit -I thought to myself- It’s not fair, just not fair!

-Trunks, I think I should go home -I let go of his hand and was about to leave. 

-I know this is awkward -Vegeta sighed- I’m sorry for that but please don’t punish my son for me being an asshole to you before.

-Well it’s up to him -I turned to Trunks- Do you still want this?

-I’m going to be honest it’s the most fucked up situation I’ve been in so far, but I’m sure after a decent amount of time it will be a funny story to share. Don’t you think? -he smiled awkwardly, guiding me inside.