Bound to you.

Regrets.

Life has its many ups and downs, through hell that he had been through; he finally found his happiness. It is that out of body sort of experience, as though on a high on zest of life. It felt very unreal on times, like a beam of light awakening the soul; his happiness became better resolution from all the past pain and suffering. He had to remind himself that he wasn't dreaming, for he felt so fortunate to have the most beautiful man he ever set eyes on as his fiancé. Life was on a steady path to such positive outlook, nothing could possibly tarnish the happiness he was feeling. He had decided to pick up a few things to make dinner for everyone back at the apartment, whilst his fiancé was busy training he thought it would be a nice surprise for him to come home to. As he reached the check out, his phone rung. He glanced at the caller ID and sighed seeing it was his brother, he assumed that Bulma had probably made requests to pick up stuff; since she knew Vegeta was out shopping. He quickly answered as it rung again.

"Look, I'm practically paying for the shopping now so if she wants anything, you can go out and get it." He answered so abruptly as he paid at the till.

"That's not what I called you for...it's our father."

"What about that prick?" He furrowed his brows as he could hear his brothers voice starting to tremble.

"He's dead, he ...he had been ill for sometime and didn't want anyone to know." Vegeta's mouth opened and closed, unable to articulate a response, he went numb as he heard his brother call out his name.

It was in that moment of loss, he felt his world collapse. Light became shadows, the pain caused by the news was coming and going like waves on frigid sand. And just like that, tears burst forth like water from a dam, pooling down his face. Everything became a blur around him, sounds echoed inchorhently, the walls slowly crumbling down towards him. Tarble could hear the cries of sadness, he too couldn't hold back his own; and ended the call. People tried to offer some tissues, some comfort to help soothe him. He had lost his mother, and now just found out he lost his father. He never had the chance to say how he felt let alone say goodbye. It pained him so much sitting on the bench of unknown if his father ever did love him like a son. He sat outside the shop, with bags of groceries by his side. His knees tucked into his chest, as his tears continued to flow so freely burning his cheeks. He wasn't sure how long he had been sat outside for, to him, it felt as though time stood still. There was a familiar gentle hand that rested on his shoulder, that caused him to snap his head up at his fiancé who was crouched down in front of him.
"My father-"

"Shh, I know. Your brother told me, and said how upset you sounded on the phone." Goku soothed as he wiped the stray tears away from Vegeta's reddened cheeks.  It broke his heart to see Vegeta so upset, if he could, he'd happily take away the pain that Vegeta was feeling. He pulled Vegeta in for a hug, and soothed him allowing Vegeta to cry into his shoulder.

"I didn't get to say goodbye..." Vegeta choked between his cry.

Goku planted a delicate kiss on Vegeta's forehead easing him up to his feet, he grabbed the shopping bags and guided Vegeta into the car. There were no words spoken between them as Vegeta done his best to fight back his tears to no avail. His cheeks red raw as the tears continued to flow so freely, glistening in the natural light. Goku could hear Vegeta snuffling and offered him a tissue from the glove box as they were sat in traffic. Vegeta smiled at Goku through his tears ,and blew his nose before bursting into tears again. Goku felt so helpless, he fought back his own tears for it hurt to see someone he loved so upset.

They arrived back at the apartment, Bulma smiled subtly at Goku as she grabbed the bag of groceries from him.
"I'll put these away." She spoke so softly as she walked into the kitchen.

Goku helped take Vegeta jacket off, he pulled him in for a peck. "It's going to be okay." He soothed. Though he could tell there wasn't anything he could say or do that was going to help at this moment. He stepped back allowing Vegeta some space, Vegeta sat next to his brother on the sofa, the pair pulled each other in for a hug. He sighed and walked into the kitchen to help Bulma unpack the rest of the groceries. "Considering that man disowned his own son, I don't think he realised just how much love he had for his father. Though he denied it, I could tell he was still pretty hurt after his dad walked out on him." Goku grabbed the rest of the shopping from Bulma, she leaned against the doorway watch Vegeta and Tarble comforting each other.

"He always tried to get his dads affection, but he was never good enough." Bulma rolled her eyes recalling all the times Vegeta would call her up whenever him and his father had a disagreement in the past. "They'll be okay I hope." She frowned seeing them both in tears.

Goku glanced over his shoulder he smiled slightly. "Yeah, they have us, and the best we can do is be there for them."

Goku and Bulma stayed in the kitchen allowing their other half's time alone. Vegeta stumbled into the kitchen his eyes red from all the crying. "I'm going to bed,I'm pretty tired." He rubbed his eye lids and headed off to his bedroom.

Goku joined Vegeta in bed after clearing up the kitchen, he watched as fresh tears flowed from Vegeta's eyes, an indication he had been crying off and on again in his sleep. He wiped the tears away, and wrapped his arms around him planting soft kiss on Vegeta's lips. "It's going to be okay." He whispered, as he held Vegeta in a loving embrace, slowly falling asleep himself.