~💜🍑Ask Shadowpeach🍑💜~

~💜🍑Ask #36🍑💜~

This ask is from VioletMoon21 on AO3!: Questions for Wukong and Macaque: 1. If Mk were to come up to both of you and call you Mama and Baba how would you react? 2. If Mk were to tell you that he has a crush on Red Son and wants to courtnap him would you help him and give him some pointers to make it successful?

Also here are plushies of both of you and some peaches and plums scented items. *Hands both items to them*
The both of you are so amazing and macaque you are my favorite and I would love to be your sworn sister.

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It was two full days before Macaque finally rolled out of the plum perfume-soaked blanket and travelled back to the hut using one of his shadow portals.

The sight that greeted him was Wukong snoring on a dining table chair with a peach bunny hoodie tied tightly around his head & face.

If he hadn't been nine times immortal, he surely would've suffocated by now.

The Warrior stared at the scene in surprise and shock before quickly making his way over to his snoring mate and untying the hoodie that kept Wukong's whole head captive.

Once the hoodie was untied and removed, light hit Wukong's face and jolted him awake with a hiss of pain at the sudden brightness after having been blinded for two days straight.

The poor guy was blinking rapidly, trying to adjust to seeing the light of day again.

Macaque, on the other hand, thought he was over-exaggerating.

With one more blink, Wukong finally regained his sight and looked around confused for a moment before his golden eyes landed on Macaque and lit up.

Wukong: Macaque, you're back!

He then noticed his Moonlight was holding the peach bunny hoodie that had been trying to kill him.

Wukong: Wha! You managed to remove the hoodie from my head!

A beat passed before the Great Sage gasped and looked up at his mate with stars in his eyes.

Wukong: Wait, I'm not blind anymore! You cursed my blindness, Plums!

The look he received from the black monkey just screamed, "You're an idiot, and I can't remember why I fell in love with you and allowed you to court me."

Wukong, in the typical Sun Wukong way, completely ignored it and instead glomped him.

The long-term sigh of suffering Macaque breathed out was no joke.

The golden monkey nuzzled into his warrior's neck and took a deep breath in hopes of taking in his scent, only for him to quickly pull back and narrow his eyes.

Wukong: Why is your normal scent replaced with the overpowered smell of plum perfume? 

Macaque raised an eyebrow.

Macaque: I was gifted a bottle of plum perfume, and I used it.

Wukong snorted.

Wukong: Used it? I'd say! You smell like you bathed in it!

Macaque gave a small, amused chuckle.

Macaque: No, of course not, Peaches.

Wukong let out a relieved laugh.

Wukong: Oh good! Because for a second there I tho-

He got cut off.

Macaque: I did dump the whole bottle on a blanket, then proceeded to burrito myself in the plum perfume-soaked blanket, though.