Vegeta's POV
As much as I didn't want to, I had to head back to the home with Kakarot to sort my head out. I wasn't gay or bisexual, I am straight, which is what I kept telling myself over and over again - which was for my own reassurance if anything.
I flew back to the house, arriving there in no time, not bothering to knock as Kakarot will be perfectly aware that it is me returning. As soon as I opened the door he was stood there tall, with a wide grin on his face which soon turned to a malicious smirk as he locked the door. I glanced at him in anguish before studying his face to see if I could see any motive to strike against me but I found nothing.
"We need some rules Vegeta" he spoke in his serious deep, firm authoritative tone: this made me shudder in excitement.
I looked at him quizzically before asking cockily,
"And what is that?"
A smirk toyed on both of our lips at my response.
"You walk all over me Vegeta. You fucking speak to me like utter shit and if you're living in my house - under my roof I won't allow it. So from now on treat me with some fucking respect. Is that clear?" He questioned after his rant. I gasped at his level of seriousness and the fact that he had just cursed when he never had before. His face was red with anger and his eyes looked puffy and red. This was unbelievably sexy, for him to take control like this.
