⋰⋰The Unexpected⋱⋱

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Being married with someone you love... Is supposed to have a connection between the two. The two are supposed to show love for one another when one needs it most. Love isn't perfect, but Love shouldn't hurt. Physically...

 Love changes, yes. But, why like this?

 Why did Love suddenly hate her partner? Love should always tell you things that make you feel as though they want you. To make you feel Loved. But, Clearly love didn't exist between the two. Love accused, Beat, and gaslighted her lover. Or, now someone she doesn't see as a lover anymore.

Vegeta stayed put in the shower. Letting water his his body as he looks at the wall blankly. He truly hated his life. He would admit, he does need to leave that woman, but he couldn't. He didn't know why, but he just couldn't leave Bulma. Bulma hurts him, yes that is true, and Vegeta knows damn well that is true.

Vegeta looked at the object that sat in the small stand, hiding under a shower product, and vegeta sighs. 

He grabs the shower product and lifts it, Revealing a razor. Vegeta stares at it, as if debating if he should use it. 

Vegeta jolts when he hears the bathroom door open. He looks over and sees Bulma, a careless expression on her face as she walks towards her Husband, and she saw him glare back at her. She scoffs and enters the shower, not removing her clothes.

Vegeta's eyes widened. He knew what she was gonna do and he turns away from her, tring to turn off the water. But, Vegeta then felt a smooth hand grab his wrist. Not roughly but, a decent grip.

Vegeta turns his gaze to the Blue haired woman beside him. He keeps his scowl and raises a brow at Bulma. 

"What." Vegeta says with a sigh, trying to fight back a choke.

"I'm sorry, i didn't mean to be so aggressive today..." Bulma says, wrapping an arm around Vegeta's neck and her other wrapping around his torso. Vegeta looks away from the woman in front of him.

Vegeta sighs, "Yeah." He says. Trying to make distance between him and Bulma. Vegeta hated when Bulma did this. Always apologizing then beating him again. Yelling at him and blaming him forr everything someone else did.

Vegeta shuts his eyes when he feeels Bulma's hands roam his body. Feeling his toned body as water hit it.

Vegeta let out little to no tears leave his eyes, because the water ran down his face now as Bulma pressed him against the shower wall. Gripping his lower half as she grins.

'Or she.. decided to do this today.' Vegeta thought to himself, feeling his chin lift up as Bulma kisses his neck. Leaving small marks as she trails down to his chest.

Bulma kept her grip on the Princes' chin, leaving small bite marks on his body. She didn't care what he wanted, this is what she wanted to do, so why should she care about his opinion. She always gets what she wants, right? To this, Vegeta kept still, and did nothing. Cause he knew if he fought back, he would be sleeping on the couch and she would be more aggressive towards him.

Bulma bit down on Vegeta's neck, gaining a small jolt from him. She knew it was painful for him, but did she stop? Hell no. She only bit him harder, more of trying to make it painful instead of pleasuring. She grinned, thinking she would make him beg her to stop like she has one other time.

One other time...

Vegeta kept a smirk on his face, trying to hide how hurt he was during this situation. Bulma kicked Vegeta down and got ontop of him, water running down both her and Vegeta, And as Vegeta kept his gaze on the woman, seeming lifeless, Bulma furrows her brows and slaps Vegeta, gaining a low grunt from the Saiyan.

Bulma grinned then nodded, enjoying this show. So, now that she was ontop of vegeta, she trailed her hands down Vegeta's chest, then stops at his waist. Rubbing it as her other hand caresses Vegeta's inner thigh. She felt Vegeta adjust in discomfort and she grins. 

Good.

~Timeskip~

Bulma growls and slaps Vegeta then kicks him, Opening the shower door and steps out. "You're no fun." Bulma says annoyingly.  Vegeta just looks at Bulma leave and he stands up, closing the shower door before facing the shower wall again, slightly hunched over.

He didn't know what to do anymore. She would do what she just did, or beat him until he gasps softly for air.

Vegeta scoffs and walks over the the shower product that hid his razor and he smacks the bottle away before yanking the razor. His face scrunched up in anger and he put the razor to his arm and made a cut. He winces slightly when water hits it.

He looked at the cut that bled, water washing off the blood that seeped out. Making him look at the razor, then putting it to his arm once again.

One: "Not fucking Good Enough." 

Two: "Pointless Bastard."

Three: "Aggressive to people I love."

Four: "I'm so cold hearted to people I cared about."

Five: "Unable to do a simple task."

Six: "A fool."

Seven: "Can never do a damn thing right."

Vegeta says these things to himself, Two cuts for one insult he tells himself. All together, He had fourteen cuts on each arm. He made sure that the water hit the cuts as he stares, watching as his blood seeped out. Red blood-water rushing past his feet and down the drain.

He knew he was going to get bruises from the blows he took from Bulma. Due to him not eating, he bruises easily. It only weakens him, yes, but he would always push pass that and try to beat the clown. His rival. Kakarot.

Vegeta snaps back into reality when he hears a knock on the door, and he knew if he didn't shut the water off when he hears that knock...

Vegeta rushes to shut the water off, biting his lower lip as he glances towards the door to make sure Bulma didn't break in. He quickly hides the razor and opens the shower door, stepping out then opening the door.

"Geta?"A voice says from the side of Vegeta, making Vegeta jolt in surprise then cover his arms. How he does so, he hugs his chest.

"Geta, Are you okay?" Goku asks as he leans against the Bathroom door frame. Cocking his head to the side as he looks Vegeta up and down.

"I'm fine. What do you want damnit!" Vegeta whisper-shouts, making sure Bulma doesn't hear his tone. He knew that she'd get pissed off even if it wasn't towards her. Which pissed him off, but what can he do? He'd feel bad if he hurt her. Ever.

"Vegeta!" A voice screams.

And Vegeta knew who it was.