One Night Stand With a Side of Jealousy
Dear diary, I don't know when I began to call you diary but that's besides the point, well...I think I'm not sure what's actually happening between me and Mr. Son, I wait longingly for him, then he calls me, I go to his house, he plays with me and then he leaves before I wake up, that used to be enough, but now I don't know what I'm feeling for him, we hook up twice each week or sometimes just once every fourth months, every time he does a business trip he leaves me here and he takes some slut with him, they probably fuck all the way to the hotel they stay in, why does he always take them and not me? Is he afraid that they will find out that he enjoys playing his lewd game with me, a man? Or is it the way I dress? He said he liked it, I hate his mystery I know nothing of him except for what he owns and his nationality. The other day while I was buying coffee I heard this, rather hideous, woman say how he had given her the keys to his apartment and she lived the great life while he used to live God knows where, why not me?
Vegeta shuts his journal shut and throws it at the wall, he falls on his bed and presses on his closed eyes, hoping to hold in threatening tears back. It was his fault since the beginning, he never stopped him, he let him toy with him, because he wanted it, it hurts but he still wants him, he always knew he sucked at love, but this isn't even love, it was just some lust game.
"Vegeta?" Bulma's muffled voice makes him run into his bathroom.
"Come in!" He quickly strips and steps into the shower.
"Let's go out, man!"
"I don't feel like going out Bulma"
"Oh come on! It'll be just us!"
"...fine."
"Yay! I'll pick out your clothes!"
Vegeta dries his hair and looks at the clothes Bulma pulled out for him, a black shirt and dark blue skinny jeans, putting them on slowly he goes to her room and watches her put on her dress.
"Your boobs are too big or the dress is too small?"
"Shut up and help me, Geets!"
He laughs and helps her fit her large sized breasts into her flowers dress, they both walk to the nearest club, like always men pulled Bulma to the dance floor and Vegeta stayed seated and drank while he watched her, smiling he shakes his head no at the stranger who offers him his hand for a dance.
"Hello!" A man sits down next to him and smiles.
"Uh, that seat is taken."
"I know...what's your name?"
Vegeta angrily looks at him "50 bucks the oral job and 60 if your friend wants to watch." He stands and walks towards the bar.
"Wait what? I just want to know your name!"
Vegeta looks at the man again, he was tall much taller than him, well built body, wide shoulders, very well dressed and had long hair, something about him reminded him of Kakarot. Maybe he could have some fun with him and then go tell Mr. Son just so he knows how it feels to be betrayed.
"My name?"
"Listen...I didn't mean to look like some desperate son of a bitch or make you feel like fuckboy...I just want to know your name."
"Why?"
The man smiles "because...you seem like the type to be serious with."
"...Vegeta." His lips perk up into a smile
"Vegeta." The man shakes hands with him "I'm Broly."
Vegeta licks his lips, drink after drink Broly and Vegeta start to get more open with each other taking about their life and work, sooner than expected Broly's hand slides up his thigh and lands on his backside making Vegeta lean forward and presses his face to his neck both mumbling things only they could hear.
"Broly let's get out of here." Vegeta smiles and wraps his arms around Broly's neck bringing him forward, their lips brush together and start moving in rhythm, the kiss gets heated and they walk out of the club and disappear and indulge in their desire and sink in their bodies.
Rays of the sun hit Vegeta's young face making him wince and turn over in the strange bed, his eyes snap open and he sits up looking around not knowing where he was, his eyes suddenly grow wide in shock, his hand pulls the covers up and sees his naked lower half, what the hell happened last night...he winces in pain and lays back on the bed feeling his lower back pulse and his ass throb.
"Good morning."
Vegeta sees Broly standing in the doorway wearing only sweatpants, a small smile draws on his lips remembering the delicious night he had, he reaches for his briefs and slides them on letting Broly look at his ass.
"Good morning, Broly!" He smiles
"Are you in pain?"
"Nope! But let me tell you that...I'll be expecting this to repeat itself"
Broly smiles and kisses his lips "of course."
"Broly...can I keep you?"
"You can, listen let's go eat somewhere then come with me to see my boss, I'll just have a small talk and then we can ride to what ever place you want."
"Ok." Vegeta smiles and squeezes Broly's hand.
Dear little piece of paper I found...why the fuck am I entering the Son company with a stranger I fucked last night?! What the fuck was I thinking?! Maybe his boss sued the company, ha! If only I could see Kakarot's face when they tell him that his company is in red numbers. I laugh quietly since I am waiting for, you can say, new boyfriend, sounds nice doesn't it. Maybe Broly is the right one for me. Well this damn little paper is too small.
Vegeta folds the small paper and puts it in his pocket, he watches Broly walk towards him and he quickly stands and kisses his cheek.
"He isn't here I guess he went out for lunch or something."
"Are you here to s-"
"Boss!" Broly yells and walks past Vegeta.
Vegeta spins around and his heart falls out his butt, Broly's boss...is Kakarot! He felt weak on the knees immediately, his heart pounded in his ears and his mouth went dry quickly, he walks to Broly and stands next to him.
"Oh! Boss this is-"
"Mr. Ouji?" Kakarot raises a perfect eyebrow.
"Hello, Mr. Son"
Broly looks at them confused, the tension was rather heavy between them.
"Wait...do you two know each other?"
Vegeta grabs Broly's hand "just from an interview, well we must go, goodbye Mr. Son"
"Have a pleasant day."
Kakarot watches Vegeta drag Broly away and into an elevator, the young journalist wraps his arms around the lawyer's neck and Kakarot sees them get close and the doors close, so now Vegeta was playing the revenge game? Not noticing the glass in his hand he clinches it breaking the glass to piece cutting his palm and fingers.