What if "friends" is a fuzzy concept? Especially for an angel? If Shin enjoys the time you spend together, for Whis it's just a fun companion. He just comes over to your place, or Bulma's, because he's being fed a cool new food and he's being friendly.
You may never reach “friendship level 4” with him, but that won't stop you from casually bribing the alien bastard with Earth food to share in return, like your hyperfixation. Even if he doesn't care and doesn't listen to your excitement, you share ideas and headcanons with him (when Shin isn't around and he's busy with his work lol) Whis comes next time - you already have a new interest and the dude will probably have to be distracted for a second to find out the meaning of your interest and study the characters to get the gist of your thoughts
Nothing to do with Vegeta, I just liked the picture
Shin thinks you and Whis are friends.
You’re not sure if Whis thinks the same.
Sure, he stops by often, but not because of you. No, no, the dude simply likes free food. Whether at your place, Bulma’s, or anywhere that serves something new and interesting, Whis is there with an effortless smile and impeccable table manners, indulging in whatever earthly delicacy is available.
It took you a while to figure him out.
Shin, bless him, was different. The Supreme Kai genuinely enjoyed your company. He laughed at your jokes (even when they didn’t make sense), listened with interest (even when he didn’t understand), and spent time with you for no reason other than because he wanted to.
Whis? Whis was different.
He was a companion at best, a casual acquaintance at worst. He would listen to your hyperfixation rants with a bemused smile, responding just enough to acknowledge you were talking—but the moment the conversation strayed from food or divine matters, he mentally checked out.
So, you learned. You adapted.
If you wanted Whis to engage with you at all, you had to bribe him.
First: Food.
Easy enough. You always had some unique Earth treat ready to go—something he couldn’t easily replicate.
Today’s offering? Strawberry mochi.
Whis gracefully accepted it with a hum of approval, taking a delicate bite before offering his own half-hearted input.
“Ah, delightful. A wonderful combination of textures.”
“Great, now listen to this—” You leaned forward, eyes gleaming. “So, I’ve been obsessed with this one series lately. It’s about an intergalactic war, except the two main enemies have the most ridiculous tension. Like, if they stopped trying to kill each other for five seconds, they’d totally be—”
Whis nodded along, making an encouraging noise between bites. He was not listening.
Second: Persistence.
The next time he stopped by (again, not for you, just for a new dessert you promised), you had already moved on to a new obsession.
Before he could even take a sip of his tea, you ambushed him.
“Okay, so forget the space war. I have a new fixation. This one is about—”
A brief flicker of interest crossed his face.
“Did the other obsession not satisfy you?”
You squinted at him. “Wait. Did you actually look up the last one?”
Whis smiled, taking a slow sip of tea.
“Perhaps.”
Your jaw dropped.
Third: Success.
The cycle continued.
You shared, he pretended not to care—but next time, he always knew just enough to comment on it.
Even if he didn’t fully listen. Even if he didn’t genuinely care. Even if the concept of friendship was still fuzzy to him—
You’d take it.
Because maybe, just maybe, Whis was starting to enjoy your conversations too.
Even if he’d never admit it.
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