๐•™๐•š๐•ฃ๐•’๐•–๐•ฅ๐•™ // ๐•˜๐• ๐•œ๐•ฆ ๐•ฉ...

By xcherricutie

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"๐•Š๐•™๐•– ๐•ž๐•š๐•ค๐•ค๐•–๐•ค ๐•’ ๐•ก๐•๐•’๐•”๐•– ๐•จ๐•™๐•š๐•”๐•™ ๐••๐• ๐•–๐•ค ๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•ฅ ๐•–๐•ฉ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ" ยปยป--โŸ--ยซยซ Y/n is a human girl who g... More

// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•  //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•ฃ๐•–๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐•š๐•ง๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•–๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•–๐•Ÿ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•–๐•๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•–๐•๐•ง๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•–๐•–๐•Ÿ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•–๐•–๐•Ÿ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐•š๐•—๐•ฅ๐•–๐•–๐•Ÿ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ๐•ฅ๐•–๐•–๐•Ÿ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•–๐•–๐•Ÿ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•–๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•–๐•–๐•Ÿ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•–๐•Ÿ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•  //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ฅ๐•™๐•ฃ๐•–๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•—๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•—๐•š๐•ง๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•–๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•  //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ฅ๐•™๐•ฃ๐•–๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•—๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•—๐•š๐•ง๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•–๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•  //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ฅ๐•™๐•ฃ๐•–๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•—๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•—๐•š๐•ง๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•–๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐•š๐•—๐•ฅ๐•ช //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐•š๐•—๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐•š๐•—๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•  //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐•š๐•—๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ฅ๐•™๐•ฃ๐•–๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐•š๐•—๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•—๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐•š๐•—๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•—๐•š๐•ง๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐•š๐•—๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐•š๐•—๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐•š๐•—๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•–๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐•š๐•—๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ๐•ฅ๐•ช //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•  //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ฅ๐•™๐•ฃ๐•–๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•—๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•—๐•š๐•ง๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•–๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•  //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ฅ๐•™๐•ฃ๐•–๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•—๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•—๐•š๐•ง๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ค๐•š๐•ฉ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•–๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•– //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•–๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช //
// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•–๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•– //

// ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช-๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•– //

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By xcherricutie

hiraeth - part forty-nine

»»——⍟——««

       "Have you decided yet?"

That was all Y/n had heard the next day. Every time she approached someone, that was the first thing they'd say to her. Shin was the worst of all about it, not even bothering to hide his feelings for Y/n anymore, asking her if she wanted him to stay at her side. He had received quite the chewing out by Lord Beerus, who, hypocritically, was against the idea of Shin ignoring his responsibilities.

Y/n pinched the bridge of her nose as she tried to block out the sounds of Shin and Beerus bickering, half wondering if she should just move to some remote planet and start all over. Her thoughts were interrupted as Beerus huffed, storming up to Y/n and grabbing her by her arm.

"Come with me, mortal, before I wipe this planet out of existence," Beerus said, annoyed with Shin. Y/n looked up to the sphinx cat in surprise as he dragged her away. Beerus came to a stop once they were standing alone in a hallway, glaring down at her. "Seriously, mortal. Have you made up your mind yet? We've been here for days, and I'm not waiting around any longer."

"I'm sorry, Lord Beerus, it's just difficult—" Y/n was cut off as Beerus spoke, squinting his eyes at her.

"It's really not, it's a yes or no question. Are you staying or not?" He asked.

"I-I don't know—"

"You do know!" Beerus yelled. Y/n looked up at him with wide, startled eyes. The God sighed, scratching the back of his neck as he calmed down. "You know that you want to stay with Goku and his off spring. So stop whining about the past and stay, I'm getting sick of being roped up in your issues. Goku will be able to visit you regardless of where you go, and staying here means you'll get to see his son too. There, see, I made the decision for you—"

"It's not that easy," Y/n spoke, glaring at the floor. She clenched her fists, sighing. "I've hurt them both before. Regardless of if they've forgiven me, I've made mistakes that I can't forgive. I can't pretend that I never abandoned or manipulated them. I strung them both along, and I still continue to. I shouldn't even be around them."

"I'm not going to lie," Beerus began with a frown. "You've got issues. But I really don't care. Instead of acting like you're doing everyone a favor, just be selfish and stay. They love you anyway, they won't care."

"I thought you said you were fine with whatever decision I made because you like my cooking," Y/n spoke as she crossed her arms, glaring at Beerus. Beerus huffed, turning away.

"I don't recall ever saying such a thing. But since that's been decided, I'm fetching Whis and leaving. And I'm taking Shin with me, I don't trust him to be safe around you animals." Beerus spoke, walking away. Y/n's eyes widened, stuttering as she tried to form an argument to stop him. Her steps slowed to a stop though as she stared at Beerus, unable to say a single word. He was right. Y/n didn't want to admit it because of her self hatred, but Lord Beerus was right. Y/n was treating everyone like garbage in her attempt to protect them from any pain she may cause them. Perhaps he was right, and that she should be selfish, just this once, and stay home, where she wanted to be.

Beerus looked back at the girl with a smirk, seeing that his words had gotten through to her. Without speaking another word, Beerus left back for the living room to look for Whis and Shin. Y/n stood alone in the hall, battling with her own thoughts, trying to find any reason that she should leave. But nothing came to mind. Y/n was forced to stay on Earth and face the new difficulties of building her life back up, as well as her friendships. She knew they weren't as kind and caring as before, not after all the trouble she was causing.

In the midst of her thoughts, Y/n didn't hear the footsteps behind her, coming to a halt as they noticed her standing alone in the hallway. Y/n yelped as she felt a hand grab her shoulder, startling her as she whipped around. She should've expected to see the familiar dark eyes that met her, sighing deeply as she came face to face with Gohan.

"Y/n? You okay?" Gohan questioned, wondering why she was silently standing in the middle of the hall, away from everyone. Y/n smiled, nodding as she stepped back, putting space between the two of them.

"I'm fine, I was just thinking. What are you doing?" Y/n asked. Gohan chuckled, feeling slightly nervous now that he was here. He cleared his throat, praying that the blush heating his face wasn't as visible as he felt it was.

"I was looking for you, actually. I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me today, seeing as how this might be your last day here," Gohan said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. Y/n looked up at him in surprise, but smiled, holding her hands behind her back as she stood up straight.

"Why not? But I haven't made up my mind just yet, so I don't know when I'll be leaving." Y/n said, purposely avoiding speaking of the conversation she had with Lord Beerus. She didn't want to get Gohan's hopes up if she ended up leaving anyway.

Gohan lit up immediately at her answer, grabbing her wrist and dragging her out. Y/n chuckled as she stumbled, trying to keep up with the boy. Y/n looked up to Gohan as the two walked out of Capsule Corp. and into the sun, the light shining directly on his face. Gohan had started rambling on about the things he had wanted to do with her ever since she had left, all of the places he wanted to visit with her. Y/n stared up at him, noticing how his skin was practically beaming under the sunlight. 

Y/n suddenly noticed little things about Gohan that she had never noticed before, such as the way his cheeks crinkled slightly whenever he'd smile, and how he giggled at everything they spoke of around her. Gohan smiled brightly down at her as he spoke, Y/n barely able to focus on the conversation as she stared at him with wide, enamored eyes.

Gohan suddenly came to a stop, surprising Y/n as she noticed they had walked quite a ways, Capsule Corp. no longer in view. The two stood before a flowing water fountain, their reflections staring back up at them as they looked into the fountain. Y/n's eyes drifted over to Gohan's reflection, noticing the melancholic look in his dark eyes as he stared into the water.

"Y/n, why do you feel like you don't belong here?" Gohan asked. He knew what the answer was, but he just wanted to talk about it. If they talked about it, he might be capable of changing Y/n's mind on the matter. Y/n sighed, sitting on the edge of the fountain, sticking the tips of her fingers into the cool pool as she caused a ripple in her reflection.

"We've talked about this before. I don't feel human anymore. I made mistakes, I broke apart your family, I took for granted the opportunities Bulma was offering me. Ever since I met you all, I've only caused problems. Even when you erased my memories, I still messed things up." Y/n explained. She sighed, closing her eyes as she tried to push out the memories of her mistakes that were now cropping up in her mind.

"Nobody expects you to do everything perfectly, Y/n," Gohan said, sitting next to her. Y/n couldn't bring herself to look at him, the memories of the state she had left him in making her want to run away. She felt like a coward. Her eyes widened as she felt Gohan's hand on her cheek, tilting her head to face him. Gohan scooted closer, looking down into her wide e/c eyes, his voice low as he spoke. "You might not believe it, but we've got a lot in common. I know how you feel, I know what you're going through. You just need someone who understands how you feel, which I do. I'm not fully human, and I'm not fully Saiyan. But that hasn't stopped me from trying to live the life that I want, where I want. You need me, Y/n. And I need you too."

Y/n stared at him with wide eyes, unable to utter a single word. Y/n's eyes watered as she tried to contain how much his words meant to her. She never thought about it before, but Gohan was exactly like her, facing similar struggles and striving for the same dreams. Gohan cupped her cheeks, immediately understanding how she was feeling. He leaned in, his breath fanning her lips as he looked into her eyes, searching for any sign that she was uncomfortable. But, he had never seen her as happy as she was in that moment, feeling as though she had finally found her place.

Gohan placed his lips against Y/n's, his body suddenly feeling like it was on fire, having missed the feeling of her lips. It felt the exact same as when they had their first kisses together, it felt like he was having his first kiss all over again. Y/n shivered from the butterflies and fireworks going off in her body, running her hands over Gohan's muscular shoulders as she pulled him closer. She became hyper-aware of Gohan's hands moving from her cheeks, touching her waist. His light touches sent jolts throughout her sensitive body, forcing her to pull away as she gasped, shaking nervously.

"I-I'm sorry—" Y/n covered her mouth, her face flushing as she tried to gain control over her body. "I shouldn't have done that, I-I can't control myself, I'm sorry—"

Gohan's lips over her own silenced her, startling her. Y/n whined against his lips, trying to pull away from his surprisingly strong grip. Her face grew a brighter shade of red as she remembered they were in public, directly in view of everybody. Y/n had to use a bit of her own strength to pry his hands off her waist, stepping back as she stared at him like a deer in headlights, her mind unable to process why that had happened, and so fast at that.

"Let's head back," Gohan said, walking past Y/n. Y/n looked at him in surprise, trying to stammer out a sentence as she ignored her burning face. The fact that the sun was directly over them, Gohan's face shining radiantly under its rays, wasn't helping Y/n.

"B-But we didn't even do anything, I thought we were going to spend time together since I might be leaving—" Y/n's sentence was abruptly ended as Gohan whipped around, his eyes oddly empty as he stared down at her.

"Are you leaving, Y/n?" He asked. It almost sounded like a rhetorical question, like he knew the answer. Y/n felt her throat dry up, any attempt at words out the window. Gohan grabbed her hand, pulling her away. But this time, instead of just wanting to spend time together, it felt like he had a much darker intent.

Gohan walked through Capsule Corp. completely silent, one goal in mind. He ignored the looks he received as he dragged Y/n through the building, making a beeline for her bedroom. As soon as he walked through the door, he slammed it behind Y/n, making the girl yelp as she was suddenly pinned against the metal door. Y/n stared up at him with concerned eyes, unsure of how to feel about his abrupt shift in personality.

"Y/n, please don't blame yourself for anything that happens between us. I know you feel guilty for liking multiple people, but it's okay. Nothing that's about to happen is your fault," Gohan said. Y/n felt like that was her one and only warning, that Gohan was about to let loose all of the feelings he had to keep bottled up for so long.

Y/n almost immediately moaned as he pressed his lips against hers, desperate to feel her touch and warmth. Y/n tilted her head, leaning further into the kiss, their lips melding together perfectly, as if meant for each other. Y/n sighed deeply as she ran her fingers up his arms, feeling each muscle, pressing her fingertips into his arms as she tried to find some way to release the feeling building up in her.

Y/n suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, forcing her to part from Gohan as she panted, leaning against the door as her knees threatened to give way. Gohan breathed heavily as he leaned his head on her shoulder, pressing kisses along her jawline. His chest swelled tight with a familiar feeling, one he had previously been ashamed of when they were first exploring their feelings. Now he knew all too well exactly what he wanted from Y/n.

"Y/n..." Gohan spoke, his voice deeper and more gravelly than usual. His darker voice right in her ear made Y/n shiver, a hot feeling traveling from her spine to in between her legs. She blushed brightly, leaning against his chest, listening closely. "Why did you have to do it with dad? He doesn't even fully appreciate you. He's petty and holds grudges. He doesn't even deserve you."

Y/n was surprised to hear that from Gohan, not because it was funnily hypocritical of him to say that, considering past events, but because of how uncharacteristically possessive he was acting. His fingers dug into her sides, his breath heavy as he leaned against her, pushing his weight against her.

"I-I don't know," Y/n answered honestly, sighing. "It was a spur of the moment thing. P-Plus, I may have accidentally said I love you... multiple times."

"You love me too, right?" Gohan suddenly asked, looking up into her eyes. Y/n felt her voice escape her, forcing out a nervous giggle as she looked away, avoiding his eyes. Gohan huffed, gently but forcefully turning her head back to meet his eyes. Y/n cleared her throat, trying to look at other details in his face besides his eyes.

"I-I don't know. That's a big step in our... whatever kind of relationship we have," Y/n muttered. Gohan huffed, leaning closer to her face so that her eyes were forced to look into his.

"But you were willing to take that step with dad?" He questioned, pressing his legs against hers, their hips touching. Y/n's arms, practically involuntarily, wrapped around Gohan, holding him close. She blushed brightly, trying to ignore the heat forming between her legs.

"L-Like I said, it was a spur of the moment thing," She stuttered. Gohan huffed, his face directly in front of hers. He was so close that Y/n could now even make out his pupils from his black irises, his pupils dilating as his heart fluttered.

"Well, we'll just call this a spur of the moment thing too," He said, digging his fingers into her hair and pulling her into a rough kiss. Y/n let out a muffled squeak as she felt Gohan's tongue press against her lips, taking in her taste.

Gohan grabbed her thighs, lifting her up. Y/n wrapped her legs around his waist, unwilling to break from his kiss now. Y/n jolted at the feeling of him pressing his tongue against her own, still very unused to and shy of the sensation.

Gohan carried Y/n over to her bed, gently setting her down on its soft surface. Y/n moaned softly into the kiss as she ran her hands over his hard chest, slipping her soft fingertips beneath his shirt to feel his skin. Gohan visibly shivered from the touch, having never been in such an intimate situation. The sensation brought him back to reality as he pulled away from the kiss, realizing what he had done. He got so caught up in releasing his pent up emotions that he didn't even think about what he was doing. But it was too late to back down now, not when he had her beneath his grip, practically begging for more.

Y/n stared up at the man pinning her down to her bed with wide eyes, her face flushed, body burning with lust, and the bite mark on her neck burning brighter than her lust as she tried to remember just how she had gotten into such a situation. Gohan panted heavily as he tried to contain his wild emotions, having missed the feeling of Y/n's body against his own, her warmth surrounding him. A familiar feeling began to stir within him, Y/n's clothes suddenly annoying him as he dug his fingers into her bed sheets, trying to hold himself back from tearing her clothes. Y/n whined as she ran her fingers over her burning neck, feeling Goku's energy flaring wildly, likely knowing something was happening. Gohan noticed her discomfort, his dark eyes staring down at her with lustful intent.

"Do you want me to replace that bite mark?" He asked, Y/n's eyes going wide as she finally realized the situation she was in. She had gotten far too carried away with this. Her body was reacting strongly to Gohan, and she didn't know how to make it stop, and she was certain Goku was going to investigate what was happening.

"G-Gohan, we can't do that, I don't want to hurt Goku. Besides, we don't even know if it works like that. You can't even sense the bond like a full blooded Saiyan, we don't know if you can bond." Y/n tried to reason with him, unsure of what to say or do. Part of her knew this had to be wrong, she shouldn't be switching between Gohan and Goku. But the other part of her wished she'd just stop resisting and accept Gohan's affection. And a third, tiny part of her was internally panicking and hyper-focusing on Goku's approaching energy.

"It's worth a try. I don't want you to be stuck with a bond you don't want," Gohan said, leaning closer. Y/n placed his hands on his shoulders, glancing between the door and Gohan.

"I-I don't know if I don't want it. I don't know what to do, Gohan, but I do know that I'm not going to hurt Goku even more. But, Gohan, I-I think he's coming." Y/n said, guilt and fear suddenly eating her up. What if Goku saw her in this position and thought she was a whore? The mere idea of Goku calling her a whore made her pale, her stomach swirling with anxiety.

"So what? Let him see. He got to run off with you when you got back. Why can't I spend time with you?" Gohan spoke, getting annoyed at how much Y/n was thinking of and mentioning Goku. Y/n had stopped trying to reason with him though, squirming around in his grip as she tried to push him off.

"Come on, Gohan, please—!" Y/n was cut off by the sound of her door opening, light from the hallway shining into her dark room. Y/n could immediately make out the figure in the door from the crazy hairstyle, Goku stepping into the dark room as he huffed, his nose flaring as he crossed his arms.

"What's going on here!?" Goku exclaimed, almost sounding like an offended child. Y/n finally gave up on being gentle with Gohan, throwing him onto the side of the bed, sitting up and chuckling nervously.

"N-Nothing, Goku! Why do you ask?" Y/n asked, shaking with fear and nervousness. Goku glared softly down at Y/n, looking more disappointed than angry. He grabbed her wrist, yanking her off the bed and holding her against his side.

"Don't lie, we're bonded. I can feel when you're being bad," Goku said, his fingers brushing over her neck. He turned to glare at his son, who was nearly irate that Goku was being so nonchalant. "Gohan, leave Y/n alone. She's my new wife now."

"YOUR WIFE!?" Gohan exclaimed with the most emotion he had expressed in quite some time. He looked over at Y/n with wide, confused eyes. She looked just as lost. It was certainly news to her.

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// word count - 3346 //

Hi everyone. So, I am currently on a trip to Texas for around two weeks. Because of this, I will be falling slightly behind on my writing and updating, so for today, I will be uploading the next two weeks chapters. I'm sorry for the inconvenience, I hope you enjoyed. As for the filler, I promise it will be over soon, sorry.

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