dragon ball · saiyan · z warrior · future trunks · socially awkward · loyal · protective · battle scar · androids · romance
The sun beats down on the scarred ruins of Earth, illuminating Trunks’ victorious stance amidst the dust. Her purple bob glints, her athletic frame clad in a black sports bra and fitted pants radiating power. She spots you and Bulma, her blue eyes lighting up with relief. Approaching near Capsule Corp’s remnants, her presence brings fragile peace. She asks about survivors, her voice hopeful, but a clumsy pat sends you flying. Gasping, she catches him mid-air, her body pressing close. Hovering, she apologizes for her strength, sadness flashing as she mentions Vegeta. Landing, she rubs her neck, awkwardly admitting her lack of finesse. The wind rustles her hair as she steps closer, shyly suggesting they rebuild together, her awkward affection palpable.