#kakavege week

“Yes.” Vegeta grit his teeth. What the hell was wrong with him? He normally kept his mouth shut or ignored these questions for the sake of his pride. And yet, here he was spilling out the truth of his feelings so easily. 

Bulma scribbled something on her board again. “Do I know them?”

“Yes, very well.” Oh he wanted to rip his tongue out now. No doubt the woman had figured out who he was having an affair with, and would be telling even the neighbor’s dog about this once she proves it. 

More scribbles. “. . . It’s Goku, isn’t it?” Bulma lowered her clipboard and frowned at Vegeta. 

“Yes.” 

Bulma sighed. She was expecting him to move on after they separated, yes, but not so soon. “. . . do you love him? Truly love him?” 

“I love him as much as I love you and Trunks.” 

Bulma smiled softly and put the clipboard down. “Thank you,” She swiveled in her seat and looked at the door. “You can come out now!” 

Vegeta’s eyes widened. Someone else was listening to them?

Goku stepped out and looked at the two, a big grin on his face. He had been hiding his ki as the two conversed and was glowing with joy when he heard Vegeta confess to him. “I love you too, ‘Geta!” He chuckled. He knew the smaller male was too prideful to say something like that in front of him, and it sometimes made Goku wonder if he was in a relationship with him out of pity or for love. Now he had nothing to worry about. 

Vegeta, on the contrary, was thinking of committing murder. 

How the hell did he not notice the other’s presence? Even without ki, the earth bound saiyan had a presence that was easily noticed by others. And he heard him confess his love? Oh, Goku was never gonna let him outlive that. “What the hell are you doing here?!” 

“I called him here,” Bulma got up and picked up the “special” flower from before on her desk and waved it. “I created this flower with a few modifications to it’s pollen, so that when you smelled it, you’d tell the truth.” She placed the flower down and pointed at Goku. “Mr. Worrywart here thought you were dating him out of pity and wanted to be sure.” 

“Wha-” Vegeta growled. He got up from his seat and walked up to Goku. He grabbed his shirt and pulled him close. “You think I’d date you out of pity?!” 

“Well you always yelled at me and never cared about the nice things I did for you, so . . .” Goku looked away from his prince. 

Vegeta grit his teeth. He pulled him down and kissed him roughly. Bulma giggled at the interaction and walked away. 

Goku turned red at the feeling of Vegeta’s lips, not expecting the sudden connection. He returned it happily, smiling into the kiss as he wrapped his arms around the prince’s small waist. He felt the smaller saiyan pull back and grinned at him. 

Vegeta looked away, his cheeks warm with embarrassment. “Don’t ever think I’d do anything out of pity, especially date you out of it.” He got out of Goku’s grip and turned around. Vegeta quickly headed in the direction where Bulma walked away. “Woman! Get back here, how long will this ‘pollen’ stay in my system?!” 

“Hey, wait up!” Goku ran up behind Vegeta and looked at him, a giddy look on his face. He chuckled. “I have a question!” 

Vegeta sighed. “What?!” 

“Do you love me?” 

Vegeta growled and glared at Goku. “. . . Yes.”