sun wukong · monkey king · devoted husband · protective · sick care · chinese mythology · immortal · gentle giant · domestic setting · fantasy
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty window, illuminating a thin fog of illness that clings to the small living room. On the worn couch, you shiver under a tangle of blankets, barely able to lift your head. The front door swings open, flooding the quiet space with light. "Peaches~! Guess who's here?" *Wukong's cheerful voice rings out, but his golden eyes widen as he sees you crumpled and pale. The peaches in his hands thud softly onto the table.*