Macaque falls in love with Y/N? Maybe. It'd definitely be one-sided for sure.
Sorry, I'm just a sucker for the guy. Also, one-sided love is so fun to read. Loved the last request you answered psycho Macaque for the win.
In front of him, two pieces of fabric. He pondered deeply, massaging his chin. Deep in his thoughts.
"Um, yes...yes, I see..." He esclaimed before throwing the two samples in the air. "They're the same color! I'm regretting helping you, Y/N!"
You laughed, putting on the small tablet the other samples of silk that the third and fifth sisters had brought for your dress. He collapsed on his back, in desperation, while you reached him, kneeling near him.
"I told you that it was a dirty job."
"Yeah, yeah, I know...butbi really wanted to help! As a future husband, it is my duty! And...for other reasons!"
"Other reasons?" You lay next to him, allowing him to take you in his arms, hugging you for comfort.
"Well, I can't see you in your dress, but I can imagine you!"
"Aaaw, aren't you the romantic one?" You said kissing his nose, which he enjoyed—maybe too much.
He guided you to his lips, depending on the kiss, trying to avoid tò becoming too aggressive and still taking the best from it.
"Oh gods," he gasped, his face contorted in a painful expression. "I regret this too!"
"Aaaw, baby, you wanted to keep your hands on yourself until the wedding night! Your words are not mine." You said with a mischievous grin on your face. He had to bite his tongue, avoiding Just screw everything up.
"Not the best idea of mine..."
"It was romantic! A lot to be fair."
"Yeah, and you're a walking temptation,he sighed in defeat. You had already shared your bed, to use others words, but the fact that he knew how good you were for him and putting some stakes made everything just so hard. He had urges, and so do you.
"Well," you continued caressing his chest. "We said nothing about kisUMPF!" And he didn't give you the chance to continue.
You stayed like there, enjoying each other in that small moment, well knowing that the line between a kiss and a falling into your desire was thin like hair.
A series of giggles and shush woke you up from the trance, which made you both remember that you were technically in an area full of other mobkeys instead of your shared house.
"Yup!" You said standing up, reaching the door.
"AH AH! Brother, get a room, please!"
"As your king, I demand respect!"
The group of monkeys Just started at him, expecting them to show respect?! Yeah, sure, believed that!
Míngzé, one of the more composed ones, and the one that had opened the door, with some awkwardness, had stepped inside.
"There's someone who said he knew you, brother." He asked for you and Lady Y/N."
"Someone?" He said sitting up.
"He's a brother from afar!"
"Must be Shen!" You said with a joyful voice, "Maybe he had finally decided to come visit!"
"In that case, let's not make wait the forefather!" Yuán Fèn made a Jumo on his feet, causing some laughter from his younger siblings while others ran away to go back to their duties. The day couldn't go wrong!
A white furr as snow, a pair of glowing yellow eyes, emphasized by a deep black sclera, and six ears that heard your heart stop beating, in your chest.
He just smiled; it seemed an innocent, kind one, but you were sure that inside he knew that you were struggling to not just run away from him. He feaked ignorance; he was good at lying.
Yuán Fèn held you so close that you could feel his heartbeat racing, his breath getting heavy, and his eyes literally digging daggers in the other monkey.
"Look at you! You're radiant, you know that? Honestly, you're looking like AGH!" The Macaque was able to stop the sudden attack of his counterpart just because he had his weapon ready, just in case.
"What are you doing here?!" Yuán Fèn was gnashing towards him; the other monkeys were now screaming and mimicking his own action, ready to throw rocks and whatever kind of weapon was in their hands. The other one smiled, amused by the fact that he could still pull some stringer on you and him.
"Can't a monkey try to get in touch with his kind?!"
"Your kind?! AH! We have nothing to do with you!"
"Still salty for what I did? You almost kill me; I should lash out at you." He huffed, husing his tail to get free from the stalemate.
"I'm not here to cause troubles."
"Do you think I believe you?! After what you've done?!"
"Well, no, but I guessed that two kind ones like you would hear my pleas." He looked at you; he seemed to be mocking the fact that you were renowned to be a kind soul around these parts. You wanted just to get smaller and smaller, trying to disappear from his sight. Yuán Fèn had already blocked his eyes on you, putting himself in front of him.
"She's the kind one; I would love to smash your head."
More than a threat, the macaque rollers his eyes bored by the other monkey's hyper-portective behavior. Seriously, couldn't he just move in and forget that he tried to kill him, take his place, and almost amputate your leg? What a bommer.
"Listen, "he sighed," as much as I would love to kick your ass again."
"Yes, of course. Dream on."
"Thank you; I'm really here without malevolent intent! I...Need your help." By saying that, he gestured both of you.
You widened your eyes: he needed your what?!
Yuán fèn face contorted in a growling expression; he didn't buy it a single word, the Macaque was saying, and nobody wanted to hear his stupid plea of help. A small revenge for what he had done before...
The Macaque understood that the two of you weren't convinced, so he tried more.
"I've nowhere to go. As far as I know, the Celestial Realm never saw monkeys in a good way, and those old Bián huá survivors aren't the most nice with our kind. And, since it's clear I'll never regain my full power, at least I wanted to plead for asylum."
Yuán Fèn emitted an outraged scoff. How dare he ask for asylum?! Especially after what he had done! He went to you, moving away to discuss the matter, even if, for him, nothing was to debate.
"I'll make him leave. Just give me a few minutes, okay?"
You looked at him...then to the ground, biting your cheeks.
"...OOOOH no!" He crossed his arms. "You can't really consider him staying here!"
"Yeah, but...think about it! If he's here, we can control him, and he can have a home! Is a win-win!"
"I don't want a win-win; I want me to win and him to leave!" The monkey was exasperated by your suggestion. You sighed, massaging your temples.
"I want him around as much as you, but... leaving him dying out there won't make us different from him."
"...so you're basically telling me to be the bigger person?"
He groaned in defeat. You were right, he had to be a good king, and even Wukong would prefer to be on good terms with that monster.
And, since now he knew that he was not a dead corpse rotting somewhere, he couldn't just let him run off like he was nothing. Again, you were right: keeping him near you both was a good way to monitor him.
"How much I wish to be the small one..."" he turned toward the macaque, suppressing the urge to smack away that smirk of his face.
"Aaaw, brother, I know you-"
"Do not, Brother, me! I haven't finished!" He pointed the iron rod toward him. "If I even heard, no, sniff, that you're planning something, I'll erase the memory of you from this world. Am I clear?!"
His smirk disappeared from his face, sending the seriousness in the other tone.
You were so regretting it, and you and no one to blame but yourself. You were too arrogant to believe that you could stand even in the same place as him, and it was clear to everyone that this thing was stressing you out.
"Big sister, are you there?"
You looked at the small monkey, confused on why you were cleaning that pearl for five minutes straight.
"You look worried... Is that creepy guy again??!"
When the small one started to greet her teeth like a small piranha, you were already in awe at how such a small cutie pie like that could become such a menace to the world.
Well, all the monkeys were cute until someone of their own felt threatened or there was a danger around. Which, to your prospective, were now both on the plate right now.
"Nooo, no, no! Please no more grrr and no more rawr here! I Just Need...some peace, that all."
Thing that was true, again, you were in a mental mess since you both decided to let that psycho stay at Mount Huaguo. You couldn't focus correctly, and the few times that you had to breath was when you had to visit the Spider sister to talk about the wedding and everything.
Every day was another fight. Despite you both letting the macaque stay, Yuán Fèn had always shown nothing but animosity towards the other male, and this had been murrored by the other monkeys.
Even if he was supposed to work alongside others, the same monkeys had tried to attack him or push him away. During the meals, he was forced to go and eat away from the group, and even the night he had to sleep somewhere else.
You stayed silent, observing the flowers and the flowers around you.
"Say, why don't you bring me one of these snacks that I like? ...We can share!"
The promise of free food made the monkey dart from her spot to the door in a second, disappearing in a few screams and laughter.
You too laughed with yourself, giving you the chance to calm lady down and relax in the silence. Who knows, a good action could have led to such successful events? Well, it was better to not think about it at the moment...
You were almost there, ready to fall in a small nap, when you sensed the light of the sun from the window was clouded by something. You didn't think about it at that moment...
You gasped and rose up immediately, looking at the window. His white tail moved slowly in waves, his chin on his hands, looking at you with some half-open eyes.
You jumped on your own two feet, pointing one of the many hairpins at him as a makeshift weapon.
"What are you doing here?!"
"I'm enjoying the view, of course!" He used that cheerful tone, reminding you of the day that he almost made you list a leg. He snickered, lowering down the hairpin with his tail.
"Relax, I'm not here to make a mess...for now."
You rolled your eyes, forced now to go back to the jewelry instead to relax like you were doing a few minutes before.
"Those are a lot of treasures here," he said, getting down from the window and taking one of the gens with his foot. "Have you decided to steal someone?"
"They are garmet for my wedding robe. Friends had sent too much of these, and now I had to decide which one I wanted."
"Wedding,?!" He threw away the gen that you caught before he could break it. "And since when did monkey get married?!"
"Since," you said, start to save everything from his grasp," me and Yuán Fèn are pretty much very in love, and since it's something nice to be done."
"OOOOH, so you covered the poor king?"
"I didn't coerce him!" You said offended." He proposed, and I accepted! ...like you could understand..."
Why he had to put his nose in your business?! He was lucky that it was you around and not your fiancé since he was already One step closer to smashing his skull.
"And by the way," you said, fixing on yourself another pair of earrings. "Why are you here? Aren't you suppose to work?"
"Well, I did have the intention to help around, but," he said, sitting on the edge of the window, "your future husband's little servants didn't enjoy my presence...so I left them."
"Wait, wait," you started to face him, a little more concerned than before. "They told you that?"
"Not exactly the same words, but gritty teeth and snarls are quite explanatory themselves."
So it wasn't just about the food and sleep, even in the working hours...you started to scratch your arm, nervous from this revelation. A part of you wanted him to suffer, yes, but another knows that this was too much.
Despite their mimicking of normal human lives, monkeys were still monkeys. He was a stranger—one that once had even hurt you and their leader. If you two felt unsafe, the entire group needed to intervene, and even if you did accept him, more for pity than for anything else, you still felt uneasy around him, and they were acting for you.
"Maybe I could...try to talk to them?"
He arched his head, now looking at you with a curious glim in his eyes.
"I mean, tò let you help. tò Let you work and don't make a fuss about it."
He stayed silent after your suggestion. Then he started to giggle, then chuckled, until he just erupted in a big laugh.
"You...want...you want to...oh oh! This is hilarious! You think that they will listen?!"
"Yes, they will!" You responded with an offended tone in your voice.
He calmed his laugh and took a step closer to you. This time, you didn't flitch.
"Darling...Y/N...honey, this is not a human village...of the monkey king hates me more than everyone else does!...but it's not all bad."
"Ah!" Now this was your time to laugh, feeling more irritated with those nicknames. "Pray to tell?"
"Firstly," he started with his finger, "I can do what I want, and no one cares what I do until I do something bad. And second..."
He paused, looking at your figure. Your foot was tapping on the ground, your eyes were thinging, and your face was in an annoyed glare. He stopped more closer; only now you noticed the vicinity, which made you uncomfortable. His finger touched your face, giving you a small buffet on your cheek.
"Of course I'm busy working; I can't mess with you."
You gulped; all your bravado left your body.
He enjoyed that view, seeing you all a mess. After trying to sound so strong. He could really look at that forever...until a small monkey started to throw at him snacks that you like.
"You want WHAT?!" You covered your ears, while Yuán Fèn had literally thrown away the apples that he started to pick.
You had to avoid the fruits too, but you never lost sight of your husband.
"It's just letting him work! It's not such a bad option!"
"I would love to help you, Y/n, but you can't ask the others to accept him!"
"Because," he jumped down the tree, cleaning one of the fruits that he had picked and gave it to you. "Monkeys don't work well with threats."
"I'm not saying that you have to threatened them!" You have a bite of the fruit. "I'm just saying that they need to learn how to cooperate!"
He hummed, thinking about your idea. He knew how kind you could be—too much for your own good, but he had to admit that you were right on your own part.
"So... less he stays around, less he's going to do evil staff?"
He hummed again, clearly reconsidering your idea. And, by the way, he needed to work around the colony, or he would be Just a freeloader... A freeloader with an evil plan. And, since all of this happened when he couldn't come to kick his butt After touching you, it seemed like a pretty good option on his part.
The next day, with your satisfaction, you heard about the Macaque being part of the team that was supposed to take care of the vegetables, and, with the same satisfied smile, you decided to go and take a look.
You founded him there, taking care of the snails and the small paradise against some lettuces—clearly not a job for someone that wanted to take the place of Sun Wukong.
"Enjoying your work day?" You chirped happily, and the monkey looked at you with an annoyed glare. How the tablet turns...
"I would prefer," he putted a snail in the bucket, "to have a more... less parasitic job."
"Ooh, don't be such a baby! You're doing great!" You laugh while the monkey just sighed while fighting another snail.
As every night, he took what he needed and left the area where everybody was supposed to eat.
"Hey," you looked at Yuán Fèn. "Where he's going?" He looked at the monkey, following your finger, chewing a small piece of rise bun.
"I guess he's going to eat alone."
"I don't think the others are feeling that safe to have him around."
You looked at the macaque, eating alone under a tree—not so far but not that near to track attention. You felt again that sensation in your chest, the pressing feeling... and you were getting the name of it.
He gave a small sip of his soup when he noticed the movement of a skirt, the smell of meat near him, and a not-so-stranger perfume.
"Your fiancé is going to kill me."
"Maybe, but I'll spend eternity with him. One lunch with you, what could happen?"
He looked at you between his eyelids, hiding between them and the small spoon. How curious you were with that strange attitude of yours. Firstly, you were ready to smack him with a broom. Now you were there, eating your dinner all nice and cozy, with no trace of fear of his past actions. Well, maybe there was still some fear, but maybe you started to grow out of it?
And, while the two of you were eating in silence, you didn't notice the approaching of three young monkeys. Those were some teens, and by the looks of them, they were training in the martial arts. They sat a few meters away, looking at the two of you, sharing looks and talking between themselves. You noticed them and felt a rush of nervousness.
"Calm down," the macaque spoke. They just want to talk to me."
"Oh! And how do you know?" He just trapped one of his six ears, making you remember that he had an amazing gift there. You looked at the small group back again, then called for them.
"Come closer! He doesn't bite!" He begged to differ.
The three monkeys didn't lose that chance to get closer to eat alongside you and pester with question one of the few that put their future king down. It was a peaceful night, even if all of you were under the not so pleased eyes of your lover.
Days start to pass, and with the change of the sky, even the Macaque had tò noticed some changes in him.
Before, he was feared, hated, left behind, and mistrusted. Now he has to look at three teenage monkeys that want to become stronger and that want to learn something different. He has duties around the colony, and a few ask him for his consulence. He wasn't always welcome, but he was tolerated by the others—all because of little you.
You with that almost bothersome optimistic nature, you with that annoying way to look at everyone and try to see equality, you with that kindness that had made enemies trust you.
You feared him; he hurt you. When did you stop feared him and felt sympathy?
Oh, wait, he knows when... that time at the river...
"Now, be honest with me." You said, posing down the scroll full of names and invitations.
"Why were you trying to steal the relics? I got the all-powerful being thing, but it was just that? Nothing less?"
He darted his eyes from his disciples to you, cursing your curiosity and your ability to read between lines. He sighed, shifting his weight from one leg to another.
"Not that, i mean regarding the story."
You moved your head, trying to understand his words. What you knew was that he was some kind of evil monkey that wanted to take his place during the journey, but their motivations or his reasons never were explained at all. By the time you needed to find the reason, he understood about your confusion.
"I guessed, back there, "he finally spoke," that if I was able to get the sutras, everyone would have finally acknowledged me. What I didn't understand back there was that Sun Wukong was behind this... and I was supposed to be just his copy forever."
His silence struck you, but not as much as his words. So that was it? He wanted to exist as himself... Despite the senplicity, for someone that was bound to be Just Sun Wukong, the evil twin It was... A lot
That's why he wanted the relics; with those he would have been able to exist. To you, it felt simple yet so complicated.
"I do believe you exist."
He turned around, looking at you. Your face was adorned with that gentile smile that had bound many before him.
"I don't think you need the relics for this, but, as much as it could matter, I do think you exist for everyone else."
From that day on, after those words, you were more Kinder than before. You searched for him, asked him things, walked with him, and more.
And so his mind started to act different.
He wanted for you to search for him, to meet him, to call for him. He wanted you to desire for him to burn like that flame in his chest.
He wanted you, and he knew how wrong It was... but after all, he was bad...
He believed that it was just a small fantasy, something like a silly idea. How could he love? Love was above him, a creature born only to be the malice of someone else.
He always wanted to be more; no one even cared to understand...but you did. You talked to him; you gave him a second chance, and he opened himself to you.
You have that power over Yaoguais, tò Just be so fucking nice and gentle, to be a different view.
You made him imagine things. You made him dream of courting you, to take you away from that wedding of yours, far too near to his own liking. He dreamed of fighting properly against the Destined One and winning you, and...and you were happy. You were happy to be with him.
"Thank you for the help. I REALLY needed another pair of arms!"
He hummed, looking around, trying to see if someone was looking for you or if you were watched.
"So you were saying that those mushrooms were on this side of the mountain?"
"Yeah... Just a little further. It's far from the village, so no one comes here."
Why did you have to be so trustful? Why did you believe that he had changed? He would have tried this if it wasn't for your naiveté.
No... No It wasn't you... It was him, the bad guy of the story.
While you both get deeper in the mountain, he opted so many times to stop, to just find some mushrooms and leave it...but he was too deep now, and he didn't want to stop.
Hours passed, and more you both got on that road, and more darkness started to fall. But you felt safe—too much safe, and he was taking advantage of that.
Finally, you spotted what you were searching for, under the base of a lonely tree. You gasped, happily knowing that your search did give you results, and you ran towards those mushrooms, starting to pick them up.
"There are so many! Look! Ah! You're so good at finding staff!"
You didn't see his body moving towards you, his staff in his hand.
You would understand; you always do. He would even take the form of Yuán Fèn if you wanted, just to make you happy and comfortable, but he needed it.
He needed the love you showed the other to him. He wanted your total attention.
He prayed for your forgiveness while rising his staff.
"There! Done! I guess these are...uh?"
He was gone? Where did the Macaque go?
The trident puerced his shoulder, going so deep that the metal met the wood. The macaque needed to hold a scream of pain, scratching the metal of that weapon and trying to break free from it.
Erlang's piercing eyes didn't show remoteness against the monkey; she stopped to look at him with a silent hate and disdain.
"Despicable One... She trusted you, and this is how you're repaying her?! I knew I should have acted immediately when you set foot at Mount Huaguo, but I couldn't believe you could go this far."
The macaque looked at the celestial being in front of him. So that was why many other deities had left alone the mountain because of the sacred divinity protection?
"Big words," he mattered between his hiss of pain, "for someone that kiled monkeys for sport!"
Erlang looked at him without trace of any emotion this time; he hated when people used old mistakes to make him feel bad, like he wasn't already.
"And I'm not the one that is trying to take away another groom's bride."
The Macaque was intelligent enough to see something else in that pure hate look on the divinity's face, and he couldn't hold a laugh at the event that was unfolding upon him. Erlang looked at him, annoyed by his antics.
"So you fell too, uh?! You fell for her! This is too good to be true!"
"I suggest you to watch your mouth, monkey."
"I watch mine, but at least I have some girls to actually act. You're nothing but a coward, too afraid of rejection than fighting for the hand of the one you love!"
Erlang didn't answer his provocation, yet he saw it. In his eyes, he did leave a mark with his words. The Celestial being freed the monkey from his grasp, but his weapon was still pointed towards him, even when he was at his knees.
"It's because I love her so much that I decided to stand back. And for love, I'll keep fighting to be his protector and shield against the skies and the other celestials. And I gladly can make some space for you too, monkey."
Despite the threat, the macaque couldn't do anything but smile. So that was it, eh? Old Erlang Shen has fallen for you and wanted to be your champion. He could have had another joker, but the idea of dying wasn't appealing at all.
"I trust that my words reached you, monkey." His weapon was sharper than ever right now.
"They did, sacred divinity."
And so that was his destiny—long for something that he wished but couldn't have—such was his life, uh?
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