I Saw You Once In a Dream, Maybe|| Pt. 2
I should really look over these and edit them. Oh well, should be making a masterlists soon. I wonder if I should start making short Macaque x Reader oneshots. Oh, I can imagine the angsts already.
The sun was high in the sky, clouds giving shade to the people down below. You hum feeling the sunlight kissing your face. A soft warmth fills you.
The walk was long, but you didn't mind a bit. Enjoying seeing the shops and restaurants. The aroma of spice wafts in the air, making your stomach ache. Having to skip breakfast, to make it on time for meeting the client. Working as a professional photographer, today you're going to a restaurant to have their yearly photoshoot. Using the images to promote their business on their site.
The small restaurant came into view. The neon sign of a pig, shining brightly. You picked up the pace, dragging the large transport case.
The shop was empty, only having an employee and what you assumed to be a customer.
“Good afternoon, is Pigsy here?”
The employee paused from mopping and faced you.
“Oh right, Pigsy said that a photographer is coming by today. He’ll be coming soon, so he went to a last-minute grocery shop at the market to get the freshest produce for the shoot.” The brunette employee said.
“Ah okay, I don't mind waiting for a few minutes. Can I at least start setting things up?” You point at the corner table.
“It's no problem! Do you need any help? That seems pretty heavy.”
“Sure why not, and yeah but the wheels make it easy to drag around.”
The employee grabs the handle and leads it to the corner area. You place the duffle bag that was around your shoulders on the table. Taking the camera and lens out, putting them together.
“Yup! Um, sorry I never really got to learn your name.” He laughs nervously.
“Oh, it's fine, not like I come by a lot. I know, I should since the noodles here are good. Did anything change? Was there any renovation or expansion done?”
“Nah, maybe a new paint job and stools. Other than that, this place stayed the same.”
“I can see, the red cushion stools are a nice touch. The beige looks nice too. What about the food? Did Pigsy add any more dishes to the menu?”
“Maybe a bowl or a side dish or two. I can't really remember.”
“One new soup and 3 side dishes. It was delicious as expected.”
You both face the customer. He was eating a bowl of noodles.
“Of course, you would know, Tang. I would be surprised if you didn't.” Mk says unenthusiastically.
“I'm guessing, he's a regular.” You ask.
“A regular?! I'm more than that. I'm a loyal frequent customer, basically a BIG part of this family.” Tang says dramatically. Mk raises an eyebrow.
“I'm so sorry, didn't mean to take that long.”
An out-of-breath Pigsy comes into the restaurant. He was carrying a few bags of fresh vegetables.
“Oh, don't worry about it. These two were keeping me company.”
“I hope so, if not I would have to ban that freeloader.” He points at a mid-eating Tang. “-and find a new delivery boy.” He said pointing at a shocked Mk.
You laugh seeing the two expressions.
“Now kid, wash your hands and help me prep. We can't waste any more time.”
You took pictures of the restaurant from the outside and inside. Getting a good view of the establishment. It wasn't long until Pigsy made the new dishes.
“Wow, that smells amazing!” You said.
“Hope so, I wouldn't want to make something that drives away customers.”
You took a few pictures of each bowl and plate.
“Here, try some, it's on the house.”
“Wait- why can she get free noodles?!” Tang whines loudly.
“Cause unlike you, she worked for those noodles. It's hard getting a good photographer that charges fairly.” He waves a wooden spoon around.
‘It wouldn't hurt to try some, after all, you didn't eat breakfast and it has been a long past lunch.’
“Thank you, Pigsy. You're very generous.”
You took the chopsticks that were on the side and took a bite. It was savory but sweet.
“So how is it?” Pigsy asks.
“Really good, it makes not eating breakfast and lunch worth it.”
“That's a nasty habit to have. You need to at least eat breakfast, even if it's a small meal. Come by here and I'll give ya something, half off.”
“Now that's not fair! I have been here longer!”
You straighten up, staring at the pig demon. His offer was tempting and the food was good.
“You know what? Sure, I need a good reason to wake up early. Work was just not cutting it anymore.” You took another bite out of some meat.
The pig demon was going to ask more about your statement but Mk quickly left the restaurant and caught everyone's attention.
“Pigsy, need to go see you tomorrow, byyyyye!” Mk said, leaving a cloud of dust.
“That kid! He still needs to deliver noodles!”
“May I ask where he's heading?”
“He's just going to train with the Monkey King.” Tang says boredly.
“I swear, that kid forgets he has a life other than this mystic monkey business.” Pigsy mumbles.
You had heard the rumors but never really cared or believed them. Too busy dealing with clients and taking trips to photograph certain scenery. There was an urge to ask for more information or follow Mk. Yet you decided to stay in your seat and eat the bowl of noodles. This was for the best.
You wanted to slap yourself so hard. What happened to just finishing eating the noodles?
“Yeah, and the kid has been attached to his hip ever since meeting him.” Pigsy sighs, like a worried father.
“Yes, but he seemed very closed off.” Tang says.
“Doesn't matter too much, since he does care about the kid. As long as he doesn't push him too hard, I don't mind Mk leaving early.”
“Awww, you sounded like a father. Guess you do have a soft spot.”
It's been a few years since you knew Pigsy. Your impression of him has always been rough around the edges but a passionate chef.
Tang laughs loudly as Pigsy's face turns red from embarrassment.
“Him? Oh please, anyone who comes close to being Mk’s father figure is me!” Tang said proudly.
While the pig demon rolls his eyes.
“Pigsy, watch out he's coming for your title.”
“You mean, he's coming after my title.”
The day went by with constant banter. It had been a while since you enjoyed someone's company that wasn't family. However, every good thing comes to an end. The sun was setting fairly fast and you had to leave for home. Saying goodbye, you left.
It was now that you realized that taking the walk to the restaurant was a bad idea. Especially when carrying expensive equipment. Luckily you made it back home before the sun had set.
Once again the house was dark. The only light coming from the closed curtains. You sigh and head to your room. Not even trying to put away the equipment. You don't know why but whenever you get home. It somehow sucks the energy out of you. The house always reminds you of something in your life that is missing. Your eyes land on the bag you bought yesterday.
You look through the stuff and pull out the small stuffed toy.
Something in you squirms, as an emotion, you had long forgotten about resurfacing. It was warm and soft. You couldn’t pinpoint what the feeling was so you enjoyed it while it lasted.
The toy sits on top of your pillow as you lay on the bed. You know it is strange, but the toy somehow brought you comfort. So much that you drift off to sleep peacefully.
This time, you didn't feel lonely in the house.
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The asks are open for requests or questions. Now I need to sleep since it's already morning. Gonna need time to see if I should make Macaque x Reader oneshots, I kind of have my hands full with, “The Isekai’d Oracle” story.
Macaque: You should definitely start writing oneshot, people like me more.
Me: Go back to the room or go to the time out corner with Wukong.
Macaque: You know, I'm your favorite~
Red Son: Don't you dare, drag me into this mess.
