You could feel his warm smile despite him being the other way. He continued to dress, his back toward you. "Yeah, about that.I have some news for you Yamcha." The trembling returned in your left knee. "Didn't expect to see you here so early." He picked you up and carried you to the bedroom, sitting you on the bed. Yamcha threw the towel around him and busted through the door, wrapping you in a warm, wet hug. Your eyes started to trail elsewhere, but all of a sudden you let out a nervous giggle, giving you away. You admired his slim chest and muscular arms.
Yamcha was drying himself off with a towel. You then headed towards the bathroom and peeked in the door. "Hey Y/N!! Yamcha is in the shower! You can come in if you like!" All of a sudden the door swung open and Puar popped out, smiling. What if Bulma was right? What if Yamcha was a player, and you just didn't know it? You sighed and knocked on the door, your body trembling at the hands of your conscious. Although you were excited, you didn't know if he would have the same reaction. You approached his small apartment rather nervously. You and him had got a little carried away a few months ago.and let's just say that there's gonna be a little Yamcha running around in about 7 months. Today you had some rather exciting news to tell Yamcha. After you caught him staring at another girl for the first time, and had smacked his brains out, he'd realized that he needs to do better, and has been sticking to it. So far though, he has kept his flirtatious comments solely on you. Your friend, Bulma, had also dated Yamcha, and she warned you about his inability to stay loyal. Despite his flirtatious attitude, you loved the idiot.
You and Yamcha had been seeing each other for about a year now.
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