#dramatic love

I found you little Frieza's lovers

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Dramatic love Yuu version *-*

Okay, so in Spanish there's a term, "Migajero", which means someone who accepts crumbs of affection, love, time, whatever (Not literal crumbs), and is still there as an idiot for the person giving them crumbs.

I just thought about that when I read this, lol. So I came up with the word... Crumber :) Basically, "migajero" in English.

The denial

Frieza swears to himself it meant nothing. Truly. Absolutely nothing. …Then wonders why he’s replaying the memory every five minutes like a broken scouter.

He avoids looking in mirrors because every time he does, he catches his expression softening and immediately scowls at himself. “Get a hold of yourself, Frieza.”

The obsession

Meetings on his imperial shit keep getting derailed because someone mentions “Saiyans” and he automatically thinks of you instead of genocide.

His people start noticing he spaces out more often. They assume he’s plotting something horrible. He is not. He is thinking: “Why didn’t she look at me longer before leaving…?”

He starts hovering near areas where he knows you are, under the guise of “security evaluations.” He tells himself it’s strategy. It is absolutely not.

Pride vs yearning

He refuses to initiate contact, because he’s Frieza and he Would Never Beg™… but he WILL start positioning himself in your proximity like a tsundere lizard with a superiority complex.

Whenever you greet him, he acts annoyed and above it all, but his tail flicks in that tell-tale way he can’t hide.

You could sneeze in his general direction and he’d pretend not to care while secretly treasuring the interaction like a priceless relic.

The work deterioration is hilarious

His plans for Earth start getting weirdly inconsistent. One day he’s threatening to scorch it. The next he’s talking about leaving it untouched for “political reasons.”

The empire notices he’s weirdly lenient concerning anything involving Planet Earth or Saiyans. Even his soldiers whisper about it.

If anyone even hints that something might endanger you, he becomes violently efficient in shutting the threat down. Then denies it instantly. “I merely prefer competence in my ranks. Her presence is irrelevant.”

Pathetic desperation king

He tries to “test” you with comments meant to provoke a reaction, but if you ignore him, he sulks the entire day.

You catch him staring more often. He snaps his head away so fast you'd think he pulled a muscle.

Vegeta notices… oh boy

Vegeta is so tired. He can sense something is off, but he can’t figure out why Frieza is acting… benign? It terrifies him more than Frieza’s usual behavior.

The day Vegeta sees you and Frieza in the same room and Frieza’s tail does that happy flick again, he nearly passes out.

Internal meltdown

He hates that you got under his skin. He hates that he liked it. He hates that it changed him. Yet if you asked him for literally anything, even something stupid like bringing you a specific snack from another planet, he’d do it immediately, and then pretend it was “for the sake of diplomacy” or some shit.

How he’d act

Overly formal to the point of stiffness, as if he’s desperately clinging to his pride.

Slightly more agreeable around you without realizing it.

Probably tries to flaunt power, wealth, influence, anything to get even a sliver more of your attention.

If you smile at him? He needs a moment to reboot.

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(Set during the tournament of power)

When Y/N joined the battlefield under Universe 7’s flag, it wasn’t to make friends, least of all him. Frieza had mocked her from the moment she arrived, his golden form gleaming with smug amusement.

“How quaint. Another Saiyan brat who thinks she can outshine her father.”

Y/N smirked, energy flaring. “Careful, Frieza. You’re talking to royalty.”

And that was how it started, every encounter between them was a storm waiting to happen. But beneath every sneer, every snarl, there was a spark neither dared to acknowledge.

Frieza couldn’t stand how her pride mirrored Vegeta’s, except hers came wrapped in wit, fire, and an irritating beauty that haunted him. Y/N couldn’t stand that he got under her skin, every smirk, every taunt, every moment he leaned too close to whisper something infuriatingly smooth.

Their others had started to notice. “You two gonna fight or flirt?” Beerus screamed from the benches. Both had answered in perfect unison: “Fight!”

Still, the air between them only grew thicker. For a moment, they ended up separated from the rest, Frieza injured, Y/N refusing to leave him behind.

“You’re a fool if you think I need saving,” he hissed, ki flaring weakly. “And you’re delusional if you think I’ll let you die for your stupidity,” she snapped back, hauling him up by the arm.

Even wounded, Frieza couldn’t resist a dig.

“You Saiyans… always so sentimental.” he said sarcastically. “And you lizards… always so dramatic,” she retorted.

He laughed, actually laughed, low and dangerous.

“You truly are your father’s daughter.” “And yet you can’t stop staring,” she shot back.

For a split second, their eyes met, purple against fierce black and the world around them fell silent. It was there, in the tension between life and death, between pride and desire, that they realized what they’d been denying all along.

Neither would admit it, of course. By the time they returned to the others, they were back to their usual bickering, Y/N rolling her eyes, Frieza smirking like he hadn’t nearly blushed when she caught him looking.

Because that was the truth of them: two stubborn hearts too proud to say I want you, finding every excuse to fight instead.

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