Goku X Vegeta Oneshots

A Short Prince's Etiquette

                           "Can you repeat that?" I question for the umpteenth time though I can hear him perfectly. He hates when I pick on him because of his height, sometimes I do it on purpose.

Stifling warm laughter as his scowl deepens, he stomps a foot angrily. "I know you hear me, dammit! Stop fooling around."

           "Speak up, baby. I can't hear you from all the way up here."

His jaw drops and with a fiery gaze he turns on his heel to leave me standing in our kitchen where I am making his favorite meal of Chicken Alfredo.

By the looks of it, he's ready to order takeout just to spite me.

I yank him back to me, a sly smirk pulling the edges of my mouth upwards. "Don't do that. C'mon, I'm only teasing. You know that." Kissing his face softly, the only response I get is his usual hmph. He's not even smiling.

                 Why do I have this gnawing feeling that I'm sleeping on the couch tonight?