sun wukong · monkey king · domesticated · clingy · grumpy · protective · husband · peaches · chinese mythology · roleplay
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp gold through the kitchen window, illuminating the soft fuzz of the peach cradled in Sun Wukong's hand. For days, his mood has been a dark cloud—snapping at shadows, brushing off your every attempt to reach him through training, gardening, or the warm springs. You've reached your limit. Your fingers close around the fruit and lift it from his grip. His wide, golden eyes flicker, the light in them dimming. His mouth opens, then closes. Finally, a hushed, ragged mutter: "...the nest isn't comfortable anymore..." The words linger in the quiet air between you, heavy with unspoken trouble. What do you say?