Requested by @northernlion196

Thank you for the request, hope you enjoy! More requests will be written soon, I am a bit behind. Sorry! :)

(Male reader)

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"There." Y/N said as he checks the switches on the rejuvenation chamber that housed Goku inside. "Everything seems to be in order. Now you two." Y/N pointed at the two smaller people in the room, Gohan and Krillin, both earthlings. "We need to get you guys some armor. If you're going to be any use on the battlefield, you're going to have to have some protection." 

"Armor? Like what you have on?" Krillin asked, pointing at Y/N's sayin armor.

Y/N nodded and proceeded to walk over to the closet, where he searched through numerous spandex suits to fit the two.

All of a sudden, a frustrated voice could be heard in the hall.

"Krillin! Gohan! You two better be dead for leaving me so long back there, so help me!!!" Bulma, the blue-haired earthling woman, barged into the room. "You two! I could have died out there!"

"Aha- B-Bulma!" Krillin's voice went wavy and his eyes widened in fear, for he knew the wrath of this lady when she became enraged.

"We're sorry, Bulma, we thought you were following us..." Gohan chimed in, trying to compensate for their mistakes.

Y/N looked at the enraged lady and could not help but think it was quite adorable the way she made herself known in everyone's presence. He pulled out two spandexes as the others argue, but then remembered that the small woman also had no protection. He decided to pull out another spandex, an even smaller size than the other two to match the female. He looked for the type of spandex with long leggings at the bottom, but could not find any small enough... so he had to settle with the kind of spandex that had no legs at all, but a type of panty/shorts bottom.

Y/N held back a blush as Bulma turned to him, and he fought to retain the thoughts that had begun to flow through.

"Surely you're going to give me one of those armor thingies, right? I can't be running around here in just this, with all these bad guys!"

Y/N, though slightly taken aback by Bulma's sudden outburst, scoffed and handed Bluma the spandex and stretchable armor piece.

"Sure thing..." He replied, before scratching his head.

"Thank you! Bulma said, running to a separate room, while Gohan and Krillin simply changed there.

A few minutes later, Y/N thought it would be a good idea to take a small nap himself, since he needed to conserve energy to fight Frieza later. They had some time, and Gohan and Krillin would keep an eye out anyway. He stretched his arms as he walked down the large and curved corridor, the  tapping of his boots echoing off of the steely walls. He came to what he would temporarily use as a bedroom; a room which he knew had at least a mattress.

Y/N pushed a button and the door flew open. Unbeknownst to him, though, the room was already occupied by another.

"How the.... heck... do you get this thing on!!!" Bulma screeched, and before Y/N could even turn to leave, or cover his eyes, the blue-haired lady had already gasped, and Y/N stood blushing at the girl, wearing only a bra and panties.

To most sayins, nudity was sort of a normal thing, but Y/N knew that on Earth, it was an embarrassing subject. Y/N himself hadn't really ever gotten used to the idea, and he hadn't seen many female sayins at all.

"Sorry." Y/N tried to speak, and he had to admit that he was almost afraid of what Bulma would do to punish him. It wasn't often that a person- especially a lady- got under his skin, but there was something about Bulma that made him weary of his actions at all times, even if he didn't want to admit that.

"Well, what are you waiting for?!" Bulma started, and Y/N was sure that it was his cue to leave. But before he could turn to go, she said another thing.

"Don't just stand there! Help me, would you!?" She heaved a breath out as she tried to slip the spandex over her feet, but evidently it was a bit tight.

He could hardly believe his ears. but Y/N knew better than to disobey.

"Uh... here..." He said, taking the suit from her arms and holding it open for her to step through. She did, and Y/N pulled it up, before it got caught on her womanly hips. He cleared his throat before tugging upwards, His fingers grazing across Bulma's soft skin, nearly hooking themselves into Bulma's pink underwear. From this distance, he could finely smell the girl's sweet scent, and he wondered how she kept good hygiene on this planet, with no running water. However she did it, he relished in the smell, and pulled the spandex further up, and snuggly over her breasts. He stepped back slightly and looked at his work.

He couldn't help but admire the way the dark fabric hugged every perfect inch of the earthling's body, the way it kept everything smooth and caressed in a beautifully womanish form. Bulma sighed as Y/N came back down to Earth, or rather, Namek, and resurfaced from his regretful daydream.

"Thanks... This part?" She lifted the armor and Y/N gladly obliged again, stretching the material over her head with his strength. His hands slipped the armor over the lady's chest once again, and as his hands left the casing, he let his hands slip onto Bulma's waist, hoping that she wouldn't think to push him away. Even he had wondered why he did this. Was it lust, or simply the sheer need to touch someone, to be close to someone, something that he hadn't done in maybe decades? He'd been so busy training, that he never felt what interaction really feels like.

Bulma looked down at his hands and moved her own hands to touch them. All of a sudden, her thoughts were flying as well. Was this desperation, or was this just longing for the feeling of another person? She knew that this man wasn't exactly their friends.... but he wasn't their enemy, either. In her book, any guy who would do this for them, take their friend in and help him heal, give the whole group armor... and whatever was happening now.... it didn't spell "bad guy" to Bulma Briefs. She had seen bad guys, lots of them, and the man before her, Y/N, just wasn't one of them.

Maybe that's why her heart softened for him in that moment. Their eyes met for a splint second, and Bulma allowed her hands to caress Y/N's chest, though it was shrouded in armor.  Y/N enjoyed the subtle feeling.

"Y/N..." She whispered, letting her emotions, and all of her worries come out. "Do you think that... Frieza can be beaten?"

It puzzled them both. Y/N wondered why this lady would trust him with her, like this. Bulma wondered why she trusted him, but felt confident in her decision.

Y/N thought for a minute, and he wanted to give Bulma an honest answer, because frankly, he wasn't so sure himself.

And then, for the first time in ages, Y/N let himself be a comfort for once, instead of a burden.

"Yes... I do think he can be beaten." He instinctively moved closer to Bulma, and their chests touched. Both of them bathed in eachother's warmth, each of them wishing the moment to continue. "If we all band together... and Kakarot- Goku, is healed... I think we have a fighting chance. At least... I hope we do." Y/N found himself running his fingers through the girl's Azul hair, which Bulma found very comforting. She lay her head on his chest, thankful for someone to finally give her that assurance.

"Look who's being soft, all of a sudden..." She smiled up at Y/N, and Y/N let himself grin a little.

"It's a one-time thing... unless you keep needing help getting your clothes on." He chuckled, amazed that someone had finally broken through his stone heart.

"Hmm. And if I need help getting them off?" She asked, causing Y/N to muster a blush.

"I'll be there. If you'll have me." he said, nervously.

"Of course I will. Maybe." She laughed and pulled Y/N to the bed, snuggling up to his firm body. "Thank you..." She whispered, before closing her eyes.

Y/N smiled, genuinely, as his eyes too began to close.

"No... Thank you, Bulma," he uttered.

OMG SUPER CHEESY I KNOW. SO SO SO SORRY. If you aren't satisfied, please let me know and I will rewrite it.. it isn't very long I'm sorry! :)

(Also not really grammar/spelling checked yet)