A/N: aaaaallllriggghhhtttt so here's this. Sorry it took so long heheh, I spent forever on it and it still isn't any good. So yeah, here you go. The song is A Twist in My Story by Secondhand Serenade, (hence the title). i wrote this originally at like 3 AM so I don't know. I put it through a lot of beta readers, so hopefully it isn't trash. Anyway, it's lowkey cute so please enjoy!
I've been on a major Fall Out Boy kick (I'm actually on a Fall Out Boy kick 1000% of my life so there's really no excuse for this).
Thanks to Danica and Kakarotto and Shane for reading it. I love you all on different levels for different reasons lmfaooooo
Shot V: Secondhand Serenade
"May I have this dance?"
Vegeta's eyes widen and his face immediately explodes in red like a blossoming rose. He manages to maintain eye contact with Goku for a moment before he flickers them away.
"Kakarot..."
"C'mon 'Geta," Goku says, holding a proffered hand outstretched. He grins. Seeing Vegeta nuzzled into the couch comfortably, in nothing but a giant T-shirt that swallows him whole, sends warmth dancing throughout Goku's body. "You like that Fall Out Man, yeah? I downloaded one of their albums so we can dance."
"Fall Out Boy," Vegeta corrects under his breath. "A-And no. I am a grown man from a race of bloodthirsty warriors, not some teenage girl in high school. I don't like Fall Out Boy."
"Yes ya do!" Goku laughs. "I know ya do, s' why're ya pretendin' otherwise?" The standing Saiyan begins opening and closing his hand like a child reaching for something. "Ple-ase?"
At this point, Goku can tell Vegeta is wallowing in the decision. He doesn't understand why Vegeta tries so hard to hide the fact that he takes joy in lots of things Goku's planet has to offer.
"No," he says finally, pulling his phone closer to himself. Vegeta busies his thumbs with mindless scrolling.
"Why?" he whines, pouting a bit.
"Because Fall Out Boy is one thing I enjoy and knowing you, you'd end up screwing it up."
"Thought ya didn't like Fall Out Boy?"
Vegeta's face turns redder and he puffs his cheeks out angrily.
"Go away, Kakarot."
"Okay, so I'll play a different song. Not Fall Out Guy."
"Boy!"
"Er, Boy. A different one. Will ya dance with me then?"
Vegeta huffs dramatically and tosses his phone to the other end of the couch.
"Why? Why do you get the sudden urge to dance with me?"
"'Cause I love you and I wanna dance slow with ya." He smiles. For days now, he's been imagining Vegeta, his body close to Goku's, slowly moving to the beat of some song that Goku could watch his lover get lost in. It intruded his mind every waking hour until he finally got the courage to ask Vegeta. And he'll be damned if the shorter blows him off.
"Kakarot, I haven't the slightest idea how to dance."
"Huh?" Goku tilts his head. "You don't?" This unplanned detour makes his heart leap. "W-well that's alright. It ain't hard." He pulls his phone out of his pocket. "You can even pick the song."
After a moment of agonizing hesitation, Vegeta grabs Goku's phone and turns away. Nosily, Goku leans forth and tries to peek at Vegeta's selection, excited. But after getting elbowed in the stomach by the shorter Saiyan, Goku settles on studying the back of Vegeta's neck, which, oddly enough, he finds attractive. A reddish color starts creeping over the surface of the nape of his neck and Goku smiles, thinking a flustered Vegeta to be nothing short of adorable.
After a minute, Vegeta slams the phone down on the coffee table and turns to Goku, his eyes finding something interesting to study on the carpet. A soft guitar strumming echoes through the otherwise silent house, and when Goku realizes that what he's wanted for the past couple of days is now reality, he smiles widely and his heart beats in his ears.
"I don't think I know this song, 'Geta."
"Shut up." Vegeta steps closer and rests his head on Goku's chest awkwardly. "Like this?"
"No," Goku chuckles. Slipping his lower lip between his teeth, he moves one arm up, trailing his fingertips gently up Vegeta's side until he reaches another hand. He grasps it and holds it out a bit. "Like this," he says, his voice low, like if he were too loud, he would scare Vegeta away like a wild animal. "And like this," he says, moving slowly to grab Vegeta's other arm. He wraps it around his own neck gently before moving his own appendage to hold his partner's waist. Every touch is gentle, like dealing with porcelain.
"Just so you know," Vegeta murmurs, burying his nose in the crook of Goku's neck, "I think this is stupid, and I'm only doing it because you would bug me until I caved."
Goku laughs quietly, squeezing Vegeta's hand. "If you say so."
The music, low and gentle and sweet, begins to play lyrics, and they seep into Goku's body. He rocks his lover from side to side, his eyes fluttering shut as the song fills his head.
'Slow down, the world isn't watching us break down.
Its safe to say we are alone now. We're alone now.
Not a whisper, the only noise is the receiver.
I'm counting the seconds until you break the silence. So please just break the silence.'
Vegeta shifts to lie his head on Goku's chest again. Their gentle rocking, after a moment, becomes rhythmic again, and the taller Saiyan lets out a satisfied sigh.
'The whispers turned to shouting; the shouting turned to tears; your tears turned into laughter,
And it takes away our fears.'
Distantly, between the half second break of the lyrics, Goku wonders why Vegeta chose this song. Not that Goku has been paying much attention to the words, but it doesn't seem like a very Vegeta-esque song. It's quiet, and the voice of the singer almost makes Goku want to drift to sleep with Vegeta's warmth enclosing his body. This isn't just any randomly chosen piece. Clearly, Vegeta wanted to slow dance enough to pick this particular song. The thought of Vegeta asking him to dance makes a smile tease Goku's lips.
'So you see,
This world doesn't matter to me.
I'd give up all I had just to breathe the same air as you til the day that I die,
I can't take my eyes off of you.'
Vegeta shifts again, and for a second, Goku thinks he's moving away and panic replaces comfort. But instead, Vegeta leans upward and plants his lips gently on Goku's jaw. A new sense of heat plows through the tallest's body and his knees suddenly feel weak.
Vegeta's outlook on this situation sure has changed, he thinks with a weak smile.
'I'm longing the words to describe how I'm feeling,
I'm feeling inspired.
My world just flipped, turned upside down. It turned around.
Say, what's that sound?'
Lips travel at a painfully slow pace up Goku's jawline until they reach his ear.
'It's my heartbeat. It's getting much louder,
My heartbeat.
It's stronger than ever.
I'm feeling so alive, I'm feeling so alive.'
"Are you enjoyin' this, 'Geta?" he asks very quietly.
"Hush, Kakarot," Vegeta answers in a whisper. He tilts his head and starts up another trail of butterfly kisses down Goku's neck.
'The whispers turned to shouting; the shouting turned to tears; your tears turned into laughter,
And it takes away our fears.'
Very rarely does Goku experience Vegeta's tender side. He can't complain too much, because the rough abusive default mode of Vegeta is one he's grown rather fond of. But this, this is like honey; slow, sweet, warm, and oddly, vaguely reminiscent of a lazy summertime happiness for Goku. And if he said he didn't like it, he would be nothing less than a liar.
'So you see,
This world doesn't matter to me.
I'd give up all I had just to breathe the same air as you til the day that I die,
I can't take my eyes off of you.'
The need to touch and feel Vegeta close to his own body is staggering. Goku pulls his hand away from Vegeta's and holds the other side of his waist. He slides both hands under the Prince's shirt and grazes skin with fingertips, and can feel goosebumps form beneath his touch. In return, Vegeta moves his now free hand to join his other behind Goku's head. The earth-raised Saiyan feels his Prince gently play with the baby hairs sprouting at the nape of his neck and he makes a small noise of agreement.
'Finally waking up, a twist in my story.
It's time I opened up, and let your love right through me.'
As the song's pace speeds up with the bridge, Goku tenses. Three minutes of music and touching and dancing and warmth is not nearly enough. Sensing the song's end, Goku squeezes Vegeta's waist.
But Vegeta's aforementioned passionate side takes over and he nuzzles his lips against Goku's neck, striking a sweetspot. The taller Saiyan's eyelids droop and he wraps his arms around Vegeta snugly.
'Finally waking up, a twist in my story.
It's time I opened up, and let your love run through me.
Cause that's what you get when you see your life through someone else's eyes.
That's what you get, that's what you get.'
The song slows again but Goku tunes it out. There are moments when he forgets how much he loves the man in his arms, especially when they go weeks of nothing but fighting and fucking. But with every kiss planted closer to his own lips, his thoughts swirl in with the music and become a dreamlike blur. And as lips finally bump together, Goku kisses his dancing partner back, pushing every feeling he's had into it. Vegeta gives the cutest grunt in response and it compels Goku to move his lips against the Prince's.
"Kaka..."
Goku jolts a bit. "H-huh?"
"The song is over," Vegeta answers, his voice hardly over a whisper.
"Oh." Coming to his senses, Goku looks over in his phone's direction, glaring at it for ending their time together.
"Kakarot?"
Goku diverts his gaze to settle on Vegeta again. To his surprise, a trace of a blush streaks across the Prince's cheekbones. A shit-eating smirk graces Goku's face.
"Y-es, Vegeta?"
"Er..."
Goku can't stop smirking. "You liked dancin', huh? Wanna do it again?"
A contorted look of disgust swallows up Vegeta's face and he glares up at Goku. But when their eyes meet, he softens a bit and looks away again.
"Shut the hell up and play some Fall Out Boy."
End of Shot V