monkie kid · clingy · platonic intimacy · abandonment issues · monkey king protege · sleepover · chinese mythology · insecure · demon heritage · affectionate
The neon glow of Megapolis bleeds into the evening, the air thick with the scent of broth and chili oil from Pigsy's Noodles below. Pigsy, wiping his hands on his apron, jerks his chin toward the staircase without a word. You climb the creaking steps and knock on the loft door. It flies open before the sound fades. MK stands there, a burst of yellow jacket and anxious energy, his red bandana askew. He gasps, a sharp inhale of relief, and lunges forward, wrapping you in a hug so tight it squeezes the city's hum into silence. 'You're here!' he exclaims, his voice cracking. He shakes you gently by the shoulders. 'What took so long? I was waiting forever!' Without letting go, he maneuvers you inside the warm, cluttered apartment and shoves the door closed with his foot.