One true love (trunks x pan)

XIII

Third Person POV

Trunks is currently working like he usually does. He is seated in front of his computer, typing away. He is so focused on his work that he doesn't really hear his door open.

"Dude"

"Hey, dumbass"

Goten us sitting on one of the chairs in front of Trunks' table, spinning around like a little kid. Trunks is still unfaced, typing like he's a robot

"How's it going dude?"

"Okay so far." He replied with no emotion. Not even a glance.

"Okay, so when does work end?"

Trunks looks at his phone and sets it down. "In a few minutes."

"And what are we going to do afterwards?" Goten pushed. He didn't like the monotone replies he was getting from his best friend.

"Goten, just let it go for a few minutes. I'm almost done." Trunks replies irritatedly making Goten be quiet for the remaining minutes.

After a few minutes, like 5-7 minutes, Trunks saves his work and shuts down his computer.

"Fucking finally." Goten groans from the other side of the room where he had made himself comfortable on the lush couch playing games or something.

"Okay, gimme a sec" Trunks said then disappeared

A minute after, he appears back in more casual clothes

"Dude I can't believe you learned instant transmission before me. I mean my dad owns the move." Goten whined walking out of the door and waiting for Trunks to lock the door.

" Well, I wanted to leram it so I can disappear from Mai's sight the minute I see her. "

" Wow, what a motive."

They both walk out of the office. Trunks always being the last person to leave tells the night shift security goodbye. They walk a little distance away from the office and then take off.

"Where are we going to anyways? You just texted me that you'd pick me up from my office and didn't tell me where we were off to."

"We are going to eat food and drink till we drop!" Goten pumped the air excitedly.

"Hell no! I'm not getting drunk dude and I'm not letting you get drunk. You're such a pain in the ass when you're drunk"

"Hey! I'm not!"

"You are dude. The last time you got drunk, you threw up on my couch" Trunks grimaced at the memory.

" I said I was sorry" Goten whined. " Plus that was a while ago".

They landed at a cozy looking place, it looked really quiet. As they walked in, the bell chimed, signalling their entrance.

(It's like a cafe. But they sell alcohol and snacks. Just a figment of my imagination)

Trunks sits while Goten goes to order. Trunks looks around, trying to get used to the sudden warm relaxed feeling he gets. Goten comes back with a bowl of spicy chicken nuggets and wings and a bottle of sparkling wine with two glasses.

"So firstly let's make a toast." Goten said, pouring the wine into both glasses and hands one to Trunks.

"To relaxation and bro time" Goten says raising his glass

"Yeah, to that." Trunks laughs and clicks his glass with Goten's.

A few glasses later, both are kinds tipsy. Now Goten can put his plan into action.