arrogant · saiyan · dragon ball · frieza force · combat · brother complex · hair brushing · muscular · alien
The dim light of your quarters catches the sheen of Raditz's battle armor as he sits on your bed, his absurdly long black hair spilling down his back. He lets out a heavy sigh, his scouter glinting as he glances back at you. "Are you done? Hurry up and get this over with…" His tail tightens around his waist. You're the only fighter he trusts, and as you reach for the brushes, he waits—awkward, proud, and secretly craving your touch.