I do not own dragon ball z. Dragon ball z belongs to akira toriyama. The only thing I own are my own characters.
~previously on the sketch part 1~
"Then he was a fool not to realize the beauty that lay before him and the skill that was blessed upon her." He whispered softly into your ear making a shiver run down your spine and your face blushing a deep red at the close space between the two of you. He then brought his face back into your view as he move a small strand of your (h/l) (h/c) hair out from your (e/c) eyes and to behind your ear. In one fluid motion he leaned you closer to him and captured your lips into a soft kiss.
~A week after the kiss with vegeta~
It has been a whole week since that night vegeta had kissed you. And after getting over the supposed shock that was apparent on your face you stupidly broke from the kiss and had run like a coward away from him.
You never forgot the look of confusion vegeta had on his face when you had bolted and you could have sworn you saw a speck of hurt gracing his coal black eyes. That look hurt you the most because you felt like an idiot for running away and possibly ruining any chance of a relationship. : Nice job (y/n)! You just let one of the most hottests guys you know slip right through your fingers...idiot: you thought annoyingly to yourself as you continued painting.
Painting was always your comfort and many times painting help you think about difficult problems, one being the kiss from vegeta. "Ugh! How do I even approach him now? I've been avoiding him like the plague for a week." You said to yourself, which was true. Ever since the kiss that night you tried to avoid interacting with the prince as much as possible. An example being when you'd see him going down the same hallway as you were and when he went straight you would swiftly moved to the right, thus keeping you from confrontation.
"You know talking to yourself about your problems isn't going to make things better." Said a voice. You whipped your head around towards the glass window and there hovering just an inch from your bedroom was vegeta's sister vivya.
Viya, if you can imagine, was like the carbon copy of vegeta, but as a girl. She had the same coal black eyes and crazy midnight black hair, only hers went down instead of up. "Hey viv, when did you get back?" You asked. Viya smiled at you before she swiftly landed into your bedroom. "I got back just yesterday. I meant to say hi but I was busy helping kakkort with some training." She said. "Oh...Bulma didn't tell me you were with goku." You said. "Really? I could've sworn I told her...must have slipped my mind." She said looking straight at you.
"Now enough about me...what this I hear about a kiss?" She asks with a smirk. You blush a deep red. "What kiss?! I don't know anything about a kiss?!" You reply quickly. "(Y/n), the truth please?" She asks sternly. You give a small sigh in defeat knowing you couldn't win an argument with her even if you tried. "I take it you know about what went on between your brother and I that night?" You asked knowing she'd say yes.
"Yes, I was informed about it by Bulma not to long ago."she said. "What?! How did sis find out?!" You exclaim. "That I do not know, but what I do know I got from her and might I say was I shocked by the news." She said. " I figured you would. Your not bothered by it are you?"you asked. "Nope! In fact I would very much like to know why you fled my brother? He seemed very interested in you." She asked a bit concerned. "I guess it was the overall shock to be honest and I hadn't really expected a guy like vegeta to do something so...not like him." You say. Viya nods, "That is true. My brother is a very mysterious person at times and often even I can't tell what he's thinking, but I really think you should talk to him." She says.
"What do I even say?!" You exclaim. "How about an apoligie for running away and then ask why did he kiss you." She says. "You sure this will work?" You ask. "Of course it'll work. Now run along! You have a man to get." She said as she pushed you out of your room and towards vegeta's." Good luck my friend!"she says leaving you outside his room.
: alright (y/n), you can do this!: you thought as you gently knocked on his door. "Who is it?" Vegeta asked from inside his room. "It's me....(y/n). Can we talk?" You ask softly. "Come in." He says from inside the room. You then grab the doorknob and opened the door. Their he was doing simple push ups on the carpet floor wearing a loose white t shirt and black shorts,which showed of his perfect muscled legs. You blushed a bit at that small statement before you entered the room and shut the door.
"Uhhh.....how have you been?"you awkwardly say. He looks at you with a raised eyebrow. "Uh, good.You?" He asks. "Not bad..."you say softly. Then the room went quiet and neither of you said anything, until Vegeta broke the silence. "Why did you run after we kissed? or why have you been avoiding me since that night?" He asked looking directly into your (e/c) eyes. You turned your gaze away from his and lowered your head so your (h/l) (h/c) covered your eyes. "I've been trying to ask that myself,but I'm afraid I came up empty." You say softly. "I think I might know why." He says getting up from the carpet and walking towards you. He takes one of his hands under your chin and lifts your gaze to meet his. "Your scared of opening up to a new love because your last experience left you heart broken...am I wrong?"he asks softly.
"No...your right about that,but for me it's realizing just what a fool I had been for not realizing all so signs right in front of me." You say smiling. He smirks,"so you have been paying attention." He says. "At first I didn't get it...but after that night I do now." You say. "And what's that?" He asks knowing the answer.
" That I love you." You say pulling him into a kiss.
" About damn time women." He says joining his lips with yours.
And to think all this fuse over a small sketch...we'll I guess life works in mysterious ways.....
The End
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The Sketch Vegeta x Reader
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