You and Yamcha had been in a long, committed relationship ever since Cell was defeated. For 3 years, Yamcha dated you, took you out to small places to eat, nothing fancy, but each time, you both always laughed and had a good time together. 4 years before everything with Majin Buu began, Yamcha proposed to you. The wedding was small, spent with close friends, enjoying their company..

Ever since you both got married, Yamcha has slowly drifted from being a fighter to more of a stay-at-home husband. Sure, he still enjoys spending time with the Z-Fighters, but Yamcha realized after so long being with you that he was happy just with what the two of you had. You both had a small family, a son and a daughter. It was something that often was a punch-line with your friends, that Yamcha was able to settle down and be a half-decent father.

As of now, Yamcha had just woken up from a long night of rest. He slowly turns to lie on his side, head propped up in his hand, watching your sleeping face for a long, content moment. Yamcha enjoys the moment for a bit. Your soft, beautiful face, the dawn sunlight in the cracks of the blinds that shone over you, making you look angelic. God, how did he get so lucky...?

After a moment of this, Yamcha slowly rubs your cheek.

"Hey, gorgeous..."