Synopsis: Raditz and his drunk girlfriend get into an argument.
Tags: raditz x female reader, raditz x female human reader, mention of smut (a little more on the wholesome side?), cuddles, you are dating raditz, oneshot, silly arguments, ending is kinda lame but I didn't want to write anymore.
Word Count: 592
Drunker than a sailor, you waltzed through the entrance of the house that you shared with your boyfriend. Raditz was already seated at the kitchen table. His arms were crossed.
He took note of how you clumsily made your way through the kitchen and dropped your purse beside him.
“Night out with the girls, huh?!” He cocked an eyebrow.
“Yep! You bet Raddy!” She pinched his chin.
Raditz rolled his eyes.
Raditz was training all day and hadn’t realized that you went out until around supper time. He was instantly annoyed at how intoxicated you were when you returned home. His eyes shifted toward the clock, it was 2AM.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were going out tonight?” His arms were still crossed.
“Whatcha’ mean? You were busy and I didn’t want to bother ya big guy!! Sides' it was a last minute decision."
“You could have at least sent me a text.”
“You wouldnt’a seen it anyway!” She retorted.
Raditz was glaring at you. “Yeah, right.. and do you even look at your phone, woman!?
“Huh!?” Your phone died. Raditz sent a few texts and called your phone multiple times while you were out.
“I went out looking for you.”
“Well!! It’s all A-OK! Cause I’m back baby!” You enunciated with your hands up.
Raditz stood up “No it isn’t.” He walked toward their bedroom. “I’m going to bed. Just come join me when you’re ready.”
You freshened up as best as you could all while trying not to overthink. You changed into some pajamas and crawled into bed beside him. He was laying on his back and you nuzzled into his chest.
It was quiet but you knew he was still awake.
Slowly, you took your hand and started to trail down from his chest to his abs. You reached his treasure trail and before you could snake your hand down further, you felt his hand grab yours.
“We aren’t having sex when you’re drunk.”
You became upset. “What so you’re rejecting me now too!? Besides that!! I’m hardly drunk anymore!”
Raditz was silent.
“You may as well move a bed to the training room too since that’s all you fucking do these days!” Tears filled your eyes. You stormed out of the bedroom slamming the door shut with a blanket and pillow in hand.
Raditz stared at the ceiling. So that’s what this was about. He had been training a lot lately, working extremely hard. The last time he took her out anywhere was perhaps one.. no, maybe even six months ago? Fuck.
About 15 minutes had passed and he got up and walked out of the bedroom. There she was in the living room. She had the couch futon pulled out. He crept closer and curled up under the blanket behind her, spooning and wrapping an arm around her.
She sniffled and then shifted a bit.
“You have no idea what you do to me.” He admitted.
Still silent.
“I’m sorry.” His head was by her neck.. “Tomorrow I’m taking you out somewhere nice."
“You don’t have to do that Radi-“
“We're going out for the day.”
…....
“You don’t need to take me anywhere. All I want to do is spend more time with you, that’s it. I feel like we haven't seen each other lately… even though we live together.”
She was so fucking cute.
“And…” she went on. “I’m sorry for not communicating my feelings properly and for blowing up. You don’t deserve that.”
