«𝑆𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑀𝑜𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑒𝑠»

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓: 004

You sputtered, clearly taken aback. "Y-You're Rues father,,,?" This amused him, here you are, the pretty provider who was playing with his child not too long ago, laughing to yourself about snatching him up for yourself-

He paused, sniffing the air--was he-? No, the smell was far too weak for him to be here now, so it had to be you.

You reeked of Sun Wukong.

The fragrance wasn't pungent, but it was strong enough for him to recognize who's scent it was exactly. No way you were affiliated with the Golden King himself. You were too pretty for that. Big doe eyes, pretty parted lips.

And God, that figure.

So full and oh so pretty. No way you were really fucking around with "The Great Sage". Not to mention his son taking a liking to you as he poked and proded your soft face. He cleared his throat, replacing his expression with one of cheekiness. "That would be me." As of cue. "Ba-Ba-Baba!" Came Rues babled cry--hands clapping as he reached for the, in your case, mysterious stranger. Macaque crouched down, hand on his knee to use his other one to tenderly rub down Rues cheek, he squeals in response, grabbing his fathers hand. "Hey champ~" God his voice-

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"Hope you were well behaved while daddy was gone." You noticed how he added extra emphasis on the word 'daddy' and morality you hated how it got to you. He was talking to his child for Christ sake. Face hot you cleared your throat, ignoring how the painful sting of embarrassment sored across your cheeks. "Uh no, Rue is uh--one of the best kids we have here- not saying that any of our other kids are bad or anything! It's just he's more easy to manage- er not like, well what I meant was-" He let out a deep chuckle, the sound immediately soaking your britches-

I mean-

He let out a deep chuckle, and God did it sound amazing. "Well, thank you--Glad to know Rue is well behaved." You could only watch as he tenderly swipped at Rues chin, the baby babbling nonsense as he reached for his father. Seeing this, you uncurled him from you hold, passing him to Macaque. "Yes, he's truly an angel." The sincere look that graced your features, aimed at his boy had Macaque practically frothing in his place. Pretty and you like his kid? Sun Wukong definitely had competition-

*sneeze*

Wukong rubbed his nose, popcorn seated in his lap, a shitty reality show playing on your television in the background. He groaned before grabbing some tissue.

Macaques tail whipped around vigorously from underneath his hood, the action no going unnoticed by you. "Oh, do you have a tail too? One of my friends does as well and it's the cutest!" Macaque allowed Rue to rub his cheek against his and you couldn't help but cooe, he chuckled, "yea, it's cute or whatnot but its a hassle to take care of."

"I bet it is," You mummered, giggling when the tiny human reached for you, a gummy smile in his presence. Letting him play with the acrylic Macaque felt a primal urge to have you all for himself, it was animalistic, raw, a raw emotion of which he never felt before--the thought made him uncharacteristically queasy, his stomach twisted and turned watching you pacify his baby. After finding Rue abandoned at his theater, all small and defenseless, a tiny being with an even tiner sense of strength unable to protect itself he felt like he'd never feel that same spark of hope again.

And then you, so pretty and oh so caring with Rue came and proved hik wrong once more. You clapped, snapping him out of his trance. "Welp, I better lock up now before it gets too dark. It was nice meeting you Macaque." A smile was all it took for him to take action, "Hey, are you-" He gently grabbed your wrist, your doe eyes stating back at him and it nearly made him nervous. "Are you uh, doing anything this week? I'd like to get to know my sons caregiver more." He heard Rue cooe, and he thought maybe he liked the idea just as much as he did. You grinned, "No, I'm not and I'd like to get to know my favorite pupils guardian more." His tail flickered before a grin sprouted over his face. "Well," He swiped his tail underneath your chin, the action causing you to shutter. "I'll see you around then." It all happened so quick and by the time you turned to ask him for his number he was already gone.

Little to your knowledge you unknowingly allowed him to spread his scent all over you.
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Unlocking the door to your apartment you were smacked in the face with the most heavenly smell ever. "Waah~ Sun! Did you make all of this!?" A variety of numerous dishes laid spread out on your table. The Great Sage smiled triumphantly.

"Yep! Had to prepare a special meal for a special-" He bristled, you noticed--taking your fork away from some of the chicken he had fried up you paused. "Damn, my bad, didn't know you wanted that-"

"It's uh," His tail flickered wildly, it wasn't the cute sway you'd grown accustomed to, his tail twitched as if he was agitated. He waved a hand in the air before scratching the side of his face. "What did you,,,what did you say your occupation was again?" You blinked, slowly reaching for a peach roll. Breaking the bread apart you placed one half in your mouth. "Uhhh," You swallowed, "I work with kids, why?" You'd ignore the way he asked where you worked--I mean who asks someone what their occupation was? His face harden, lips pursed he shook his head. "Eh, don't- don't worry about it." He mummbled, tail flickering before he balanced his weight on it, legs folded, elbow resting on his knees he looked you up and down. A pout stretched across his face.

"You need a bath." You threw the roll at him.
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Wukong was undoubtedly irritated by the familiar smell that lingered on you as he watched you stomp off into the bathroom. Through his eyes of truth he was able to make out the color of the aura--is was a sickening purple, one that had your gut wrenching and throat closing, it left a tart taste in his mouth and left his mood even more sour. He might've been a bit harsh in his sauve attempt to mask his anger with wittyness, but could you blame him? You smelled disgustingly so like Macaque. The thought of you fratanzing with him made him moody.

Pouty.

"No way she likes emo guys," He thought flicking through your TV, remote pointed high in the air, his lazy ass sprawled on your couch like he paid rent. "Or do they?"
(I'm in luv with an emo gowrl)

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No way, no way on God's green earth did you stink. Wukong was just bitching, he had to be--you were clean as a whistle and smelled like coconut oil. Hell, you even sniffed your pits just to be sure and low and behold you smelled fine. But, then again, he was a monkey,,,a furry? Who really knows? Maybe his heightened senses picked up something your average human senses couldn't.

Yea, that had to be it.
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(This is short but my ass has been hella sick 😭😭 I hope yall enjoy)