𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼 x

Chapter 21

Exhausted, was how the two felt after what had been transpired the previous night. Goku dropped questioning Vegeta further after observing his perturbed expression. He hadn't realised just how bad Vegeta's anxieties were, and all he could do was comfort him. Cuddled on the couch watching a film together, Goku glanced down at Vegeta with brooding eyes. Vegeta was expressionless, it was difficult to tell just how he was feeling in that particular moment.

"Are you okay?" Goku asked in a soothing tone, he brushed his hand along Vegeta's arm whilst awaiting for a response.

Vegeta barely nodded in response, his eyes were starting to close. He buried his head in Goku's chest, wrapping his arms around his waist, these moments, these hugs were his antidote that he never wanted to let go.

Goku sighed, he averted his attention on the tv. He wasn't really paying attention to what was going on, his mind was mostly being invaded from what Vegeta had said at their work. What was it he was hiding, and why didn't he want to tell him? A loud repetitive noise broke his cloud of thought.

Vegeta had jolted, and sat up rubbing his eyes before glaring towards the door. "someone is persistent" he said mid yawn, the knocks had continued, he smiled at Goku who was about to answer the door for him. "I'll answer it, it's probably someone trying to sell something," he groaned and crawled off the couch to answer. As he approached the door and narrowed his eyes on his watch. He thought to himself how it was rather peculiar for someone to knock on their door at 10pm just to sell something. His anxieties started to kick in and he reluctantly answered the door. That moment his throat felt as though it was constricting, his heart convulsed as he was face to face with his step mother.

"Did you honestly think you could hide away from me forever?" she glowered at him and pushed him back allowing herself to step inside.

"H-how did...w-what even..." Vegeta stammered, he swallowed hard trying to ease the constriction felt at the back of his throat.

His step mother observed the surroundings and raised her brows back at him, "well, this seems like a nice place so you obviously have money to pay for somewhere as decent as this."

"Is everything okay?" Goku strolled from the living room and raised a brow over at the step mother.

Vegeta bit his lip glancing back at Goku before trailing his eyes back at his step mother.

"Aren't you that boy who fought with my son in school?" She inquired whilst giving Goku a filthy look.

"I'm not your son," Vegeta scoffed at her and stood next to Goku. He flinched as Goku subconsciously wrapped his arm around him.

"You two seem to be close," she grinned seeing the discomfort on Vegeta's face.

Vegeta frowned at her and shrugged Goku off him, "Who gave you my address?"

"You can thank your sister for that one, at least out of the three of you she has been the most loyal,"  she tsked and placed her hand on her hip, "So, what is the deal with you two now then?"

Vegeta clicked his tongue and scowled, his stomach churned as he felt his insides heat up in anger, "That isn't your business."

"Whatever, I'm not here to show interest in your pathetic life, I'm here for the money that you still never repaid."

"I'm not going to talk about this, you know full well why I will not pay you back money that you bribed me with!"

Goku scrunched his brows with confusion etched on his face, tension was starting to build in the room, and it felt as though walls were slowly closing in on them. Whilst the two continued their argument, Goku chewed on his lip, his heart beating rapidly, he dulled out the conflict going on around him. He was aware that Vegeta somehow owed money from what Bulma had told him before, however he wasn't aware that Vegeta had been bribed, unless he was lying. He glanced over at Vegeta who's face was red in anger as he continued to hurl insults towards his step mother, his step mother just laughed which angered him more. He sighed pulling himself out of his thoughts and glared at the step mother, "I'm not sure what is going on here, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave."