Whilst Chichi traipsed around the house on the phone to someone from work, Goku was stood in the kitchen making coffee. His conflicted feelings had disturbed his sleep, and he just couldn't shake off his desires for Vegeta. Chichi stepped into the kitchen as he made a long gratifying stretch, they both made a quick glance at one another, before looking away as she proceeded to continue her conversation whilst slicing a bagel for her breakfast. Goku frowned a little and stared at the coffee he had made for Vegeta. Since Vegeta had made a remark on his relationship with Chichi, the more he started to fixate on it, realising the relationship was at a dead end.
He lifted the cup of coffee. "I'm going to check on Vegeta," he smiled over at Chichi who simply gave him a quick nod, whilst in mid conversation to someone on the phone.
He sighed knowing that she probably didn't even listen to what he had said. She was too engrossed in her conversation than to properly register what he had even been said to her. Approaching the spare bedroom, his heart started to drum at an unsteady rate. He lightly tapped the door before stepping inside, Vegeta had appeared upset earlier and had distance himself from him. Goku was weary that Vegeta may still be in a sombre mood, something had happened that had left him feeling such a way. He wasn't sure what had happened as such, but seeing Vegeta like that had left him feeling similar emotions. As though they were connected in some way through an invisible string. His forehead creased whilst giving Vegeta a scrutinised look. Vegeta was curled up in his underwear with one leg hanging over the duvet staring blankly into the distance, as though he was in some form of trance like state. With a sigh, Goku turned the bedroom light on causing Vegeta to scrunch his face up rubbing his eyes with a low groan.
"I thought I'd bring you coffee in bed," he smiled at Vegeta whilst approaching the bed.
"Just leave me alone," Vegeta groaned feeling Goku rest his hand on him.
"You know, one minute I think you like me then next you are pushing me away." He sighed watching the steam from the coffee twist and twirl between them both, the bitter aroma quilting his nostrils; as he inhaled sharply. About to place the coffee on the bedside table to leave, he heard a subtle sniffling sound coming from Vegeta. He furrowed his brows watching Vegeta's bottom lip quiver, tears shimmered in his obsidian eyes. "Vegeta, what's wrong?" he soothed rubbing his hand up and down Vegeta's arm comfortingly.
Vegeta rubbed his eyes in attempts to stop hold back more tears, slowly he sat up hugging his knees against his chest. "I told Bulma that-" he choked back his tears, whilst rubbing the end of his nose. "I'm gay," he let pursed his lips feeing his eyes water again, he squinted them shut, inhaling deeply to try and suppress in his tears.
"Did she not take it well or something?"
"She's fine, I think," he shrugged slowly lifting his long eyelashes, small droplets of tears fell onto his knees. He quickly dried his eyes with his hands, and looked over at Goku who gave him a worrying look. "I'm sorry," he frowned and hung his head down into his knees.
"Hey, there isn't anything to be sorry about," he cocked his head to the side with furrowed brows, and started to rub his hand along Vegeta's back in attempts to console him.
Vegeta gave a half suppressed laugh, and looked back at Goku. "Yes there is, I mocked you, attacked you, bullied you because I was afraid of being targeted..."
Goku let out a short sigh. "Move up," he smiled and sat on the edge of the bed. He chuckled as Vegeta raised his brows at him in confusion. "Just move up will you?" he nudged him to scoot over whilst handing him the cup of coffee. "You teased me for holding a grudge, and here you are talking about it yourself."
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FanfictionGoku did not expect to meet the one person who bullied him throughout school. In fact, Vegeta was the last person he ever expected to meet in the adult industry. Later on, Goku finds out Vegeta has some personal struggles of his own. The two end up...
