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Vegeta remained lying in the bed with the sheets mangled between him and Goku, the yellow hues from the morning sun evaded through the small gaps of the curtains, and he wasn’t certain how long he had been laying there staring into nothingness as he waited for the sleeping beauty next to him to rouse. He hated these moments, sleeping in a stranger's house and not knowing whether it was acceptable to climb out of bed and leave the room, or if it was simply more courteous to wait for the person to wake up from their slumber. Either way — he wished this bastard would hurry and awake from their sleep already.
A small groan from next to him caused Vegeta to shift to his side, and he bit his lip when he watched the sheets drape over Goku’s deliciously firm backside as Goku stirred a little.
Eventually, Goku started to twitch more and rubbed the remainders of sleep from his eyes while grumbling to himself, and Vegeta licked his lips when he focused on Goku’s backside again and smirked, feeling satisfied from the decent fuck last night. He soon averted his glance elsewhere when Goku slowly turned onto his side and looked back at Vegeta with half-lidded eyes.
“Mornin’” Goku said with a yawn and stretched.
Vegeta responded with a half smile while in his head he was cheering ‘finally!’ for he was getting fed up just laying there knowing he could be doing something more productive right now like gaming or taking countless selfies for his social media account.
“You weren’t awake for long, were ya?” Goku asked and took another stretch before slowly pulling himself up to a sitting position.
Vegeta’s pupils expanded as he marvelled at the view beside him even after their rough night together and Goku looking half asleep with bleary eyes, he was still so attractive and Vegeta could feel himself starting to salivate as his eyes were drawn to the muscular body that he had paid none more attention to whatever else Goku was mumbling to him.
However, this wasn’t the reason Vegeta was here. His primary objective to fuck his rivals dad was done, and he didn’t plan to see this sexy bastard again no matter how tantalizing it was, he did not want to be associated with that little punk ass kid. Besides — he had such a busy life that a relationship would impede things. Though there wouldn’t be any harm done setting up an occasional fuck with this guy? Then again, that might mean he would have to get along with the son to some extent to please Goku. He was automatically brought out from his deliberations when he heard Goku mention his name, and he did a leisurely gaze towards Goku’s eyes.
“Vegeta?”
“Hm?”
“Did you catch any of what I had said?”
“Something about if I had been awake for long or not?” He asked and watched Goku rub the back of his neck while letting out a brief sigh.
“I was just wonderin’ if you were wanting to take a shower before you uh… leave?” Goku let out an audible gulp straight after what he said and began flailing his hands while tittering nervously as Vegeta raised a brow at him. “Not that I want you gone so sudden or anything like that it’s just I was wondering you don’t have to but if you do, then there're clean towels and some spare clothes in the wardrobe over there.”
Witnessing Goku getting all muddled like this induced Vegeta to chuckle softly to himself, which caught Goku’s attention as he gave him a broadened smile nervously waiting for his response. Such an irresistible goofball.
“You talk too much,” Vegeta smirked and leaned in towards Goku, “but to answer your question, yes I’ll have a shower.” He said and pecked him on the cheek.
Goku cleared his throat and looked away as his cheeks flushed red. “Okay, well, you can use the shower first and I’ll use it after you,” he said while climbing off the bed and walked towards his dresser avoiding Vegeta's gaze.
“And there was me hoping you’d join?” Vegeta sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. He was tempted to perv on Goku’s bare ass some more, perhaps even bury his face in it again… fuck, what is he thinking? He shook his head and massaged his temples.
“Man, I would, but… ya know?” Goku let out a short titter.
“No, I don’t know?” Vegeta shifted his glance on Goku who was balancing on one leg to put on sweatpants.
“I got to check on my son,” Goku slid his leg into the sweatpants then adjusted himself and threw on a baggy top before he sauntered towards his wardrobe, “no doubt he will not be very happy seein’ a stranger around the place, so I best give him the heads up,” he sighed and opened the wardrobe door, while Vegeta’s lips curved into a complacent smirk.
“I suppose that is a good enough reason to not take up my offer on joining me in the shower,” Vegea said with a half shrug, besides -- he’d be tempted to sneak in another quick fuck so perhaps it was best that they didn’t shower together.
Goku spun on the ball of his foot and smiled nervously at Vegeta after he pulled out a folded towel from the wardrobe and made his way towards the dresser to grab another set of orange sweatpants and plain blue T-shirt. “You can keep the clothes if you like, I have plenty spare,” he blushed as he handed Vegeta the towel with the spare clothing he brought out for him.
Vegeta was sat stark naked on the edge of the bed maintaining his smirk, and he grabbed the items off Goku while chuckling lightly to himself catching Goku’s eyes roaming down his body. “Thanks,” he tucked the towel and clothes under his arm.
“It’s the first door to your left,” Goku smiled and shifted his glance on their clothes from last night that were strewn on the floor and rubbed the back of his neck before looking back at Vegeta.
The two shared an awkward smile when their eyes connected and Vegeta swallowed back the hard knot forming in the back of his throat. Now's not the time to catch feelings for a stranger, time to have a shower and get the fuck out of this place. Vegeta stood up from the bed and approached the bedroom door, he flinched when Goku leapt out in front of him with panic inscribed on his face.
“Hold on, let me check the hallway is clear for ya,” he said with a hesitant smile and switched his glance from between Vegeta’s legs and the bedroom door next to them.
It was evident what Goku was so nervous about, and Vegeta maintained his smirk watching Goku open the door just a meager, so he could peep through the gap before exhaling in relief, “I think he's still asleep, I’ll just check the bathroom is free for you to use,” he looked back at Vegeta from over his shoulder and his eyes made a brisk look at Vegeta’s body before making eye contact, “j-just stay here for a sec…’kay?” his voice cracked as he smiled and quickly rushed out the room closing the door behind him.
Vegeta pressed his lips together listening to frantic footsteps rushing down the corridor and opening a door before running back towards the bedroom, he had to hold back a laugh as the door swung open with Goku almost toppling over himself as he dashed back into the bedroom near winded.
“Yeah-” Goku caught his breath, his face all flustered looking, “y-you’re good… I believe he’s still asleep.”
“You sure?” Vegeta lifted a brow at him and smirked, “don’t want to go for a second look?” He pressed his lips together as he noticed Goku was about to leave the room to look again and pulled Goku back shaking his head at him. “I’m sure it’s fine, I’ll go for a shower now.”
Goku nodded his head, his cheeks all crimson, and he let out a brief chuckle as he opened the door for Vegeta to leave.
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After a brisk shower, Vegeta dried himself and got changed into the clothing Goku had given him. Thank god the sweatpants had a drawstring he could tie around the waist, otherwise he’d find himself walking around the place with the pants down to his ankles.
He made a quick glimpse at himself in the bathroom mirror while drying his hair. The oversized shirt and baggy pants looked ridiculous on him and he was glad he wasn’t going anywhere else other than his home, like hell would he be seen dead wearing what he was now however he was grateful he was given a fresh set of clothing, it’s the thoughts that count right? Vegeta tsked at himself, why is he trying to give excuses for his one-night stand, that’s all they are — a one-night stand and nothing else, he probably won’t see them again after this and be more of a distant memory that would occasionally pop up in his mind.
Faint voices could be heard outside the bathroom, which made Vegeta raise a brow in curiosity. He threw the towel aside and strolled out of the bathroom to listen in and could hear Goku speaking to a a recognizable voice that made him grin as he made his way towards the direction where the voices were coming from.
“And you are lucky my viewers didn’t hear much!” he heard the familiar voice exclaim.
“Quiet son, we’ll talk about this later, okay?”
Vegeta inhaled deeply with a widened smile, so the little shit had heard him fucking his dad senseless? What a glorious morning this turned out to be, he rubbed his hands together and strolled around the corner to see Goku stood crossed arms with what appears to be his delinquent son sat by the table pouting at him.
“Why not now?!”
“Because we still have a — “ Goku paused as he noticed Vegeta stood by the doorway, “Oh, uh…” he smiled looking at his son then back at Vegeta which led his son to turn his head to glare back at Vegeta. “How was your shower?” He tittered and rested a hand on his son's shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze while imposing a smile.
“Sorry, was I interrupting something?” Vegeta asked while suppressing a smug grin.
“Yes!” The teenager bashed his fist on the table and glowered directly at Vegeta.
“No!” Goku raised his voice while giving his son a stern look, “Don’t be rude,” he quietly spoke and nudged his son in the arm.
“Me rude? You’re tha one who brought this stranger into the house to have sex with!”
“Goten!”
“It’s alright, he does have a point,” Vegeta sighed and sat on the chair opposite the teen, he leaned back propping one leg on the other and folded his arms against his chest as he fixed his gaze on the annoyed teen. “Your father is an adult though and can do as he pleases.”
A low chuckle reverberated from the teen's chest, and he shook his head at him. “No offense, but you are just some stranger that my dad chose to bring home for a quick screw probably won’t even see you again.”
“Goten, please—“ Goku was quelled by Vegeta raising his hand in the air while maintaining his focus on Goten.
“Well, how about I introduce myself then?” He smiled and moved his hand to extend out towards Goten for a handshake. Oh how he couldn’t wait to tell this kid exactly who he is. “Hi, I’m Vegeta and I gave your father a decent night last night,” he smirked and winked at Goku.
“Oh god,” Goku muttered under his breath and buried his face in his hands.
The teenager pulled a face at the two before willingly shaking Vegeta’s hand. “Goten, my dad probably didn’t mention but I’m a popular streamer called Noobkiller,” he sighed and rolled his eyes as Goku looked back at the two with a tight-lipped smile “Dad, I can tell you’re giving me that look again, it’s a cool name okay?”
“Yeah, of course son,” Goku chuckled and ruffled his son's hair, “Vegeta, would you like anything to eat or drink before you leave?” He asked with a soft expression that Vegeta felt some warmth in his heart when he looked at him that way.
“Coffee will be fine, no sugar,” Vegeta responded while clearing his throat and shifting his glance off that adorable bastard's face.
Goku nodded his head curtly and gave his son a warning stare, the stare that Vegeta was familiar with himself for it was similar to what he and Bulma gave their children when they wanted them to behave around guests. Goku then walked into the kitchen while clicking his fingers and mumbling about how it was going to be a long day.
When he knew he was finally alone with his rival Vegeta gave Goten a menacing smile and leaned forward, “Noob killer huh?”
“Yup,” Goten replied with a cocky grin.
“Told you it wasn’t my ass that was going to be hurting.”
“What are you talkin—“ Goten paused, his mouth ajar and eyes flickered in realisation as it smacked him hard in the face. He frowned at Vegeta who was sneering at him. “No, you’re not-“
“Yes, you camping little shit, don’t feel so smart after sending those childish remarks about fucking my mother?”
“It was a joke, I can’t believe you found my dad and literally fucked him,” Goten grimaced and shook his head in disbelief.
“Guess you can call me daddy from now on,” Vegeta smiled coyly at him.
Goten opened his mouth about to project his hatred till they heard the door open and looked over to see Goku walking in with a cup of coffee.
“Here ya go,” Goku smiled placing the cup on the table in front of Vegeta, he then looked over at his son's look of disgust and furrowed his brows at him. “Everything okay?”
Goten puffed out his cheeks and jumped from his chair, “I can’t believe you dad!” He scoffed and stormed out the room.
Goku scratched the side of his head with his other hand resting firmly on his hip. He then sighed and glanced over at Vegeta with a slight smile. “You’ll have to excuse him, he’s uh-“
“It’s fine, I have teenagers of my own. I know what they are like,” Vegeta took a sip of the coffee and leaned back on the chair cradling the cup in his hands.
Goku rubbed his lips together with a pensive expression and pulled out a chair to sit next to Vegeta, “We were a little loud last night,” he looked down at the table as his cheeks glowed red.
There was a brief silence between them as Vegeta took another sip of coffee before placing it on the table and shifted himself to face Goku. “What do you mean by we?” He asked, lifting a brow.
Goku swallowed and looked back at Vegeta, his face still glowing crimson; he scratched the back of his head and let out a short chuckle before placing his hand on Vegeta’s lap. “I don’t know what to say to that, but uh… I’ll be seeing you at the gym tomorrow right?”
Vegeta almost choked on his coffee as he took another sip from it, “Tomorrow?” He coughed and placed the cup back down.
“What’s wrong? Can you not do that day or somethin’?” Goku cocked his head to the side and patted Vegeta on the back as he started to cough some more.
“No, no um-“ Vegeta thumped his fist against his chest lightly clearing his throat. He was planning to cancel the gym membership as soon as he got home , and the dolt had caught him off guard asking if he was going to the gym oblivious to the fact Vegeta only used him as part of his revenge. “Tomorrow will be fine,” he forced a smile while mentally cussing at himself for his own stupidity.
“Great,” Goku smiled widely at him, “we can get to know each other a bit better then, and who knows we may work out together more often,” he playfully punched Vegeta in the arm.
Vegeta did a fake laugh and clutched his hand tightly around the mug, oh how he has fucked up big time...