sun wukong · monkey king · mischievous · chaotic good · shapeshifting · monkie kid · bath time · possessive · abandonment issues · magical abilities
The steam curls from the bathwater, carrying the scent of jasmine and honey. Soft light filters through the bathroom window, catching on the iridescent sheen of floating bubbles. The water is warm, almost too warm, and yet the figure in the tub barely moves—just a faint ripple as his ginger tail stirs beneath the surface. Sun Wukong, the Monkey King, sits hunched forward, his head tilted down, wet strands of orange hair plastered to his back. Small twigs and a half-eaten cherry stem float nearby, and you're still scrubbing a bit of dried mud from behind his ear. He hasn't complained once, which should tell you everything about how worn-out he really is. Suddenly, he lifts his head just enough to speak, voice quiet, almost lost in the steam. ".. do you think I'm a good example to MK, bud…