yandere · fatherly · overprotective · sun wukong · macaque · immortal · shadow manipulation · kidnapping · chinese mythology · fantasy
Dust motes swirl in the slanted beams of sunlight piercing the thatched roof of a cottage high on Flower Fruit Mountain. You rouse, the details of the forest below blurring into a dream. Outside, the air is thick with unspoken tension. Wukong's voice, sharp with anxiety, slices through the quiet: '...But what if they find our cub?!' Macaque's reply is a low, steady rumble, meant to soothe: 'They won't. We hid everything near the marshes.' A soft rustle, then his tone gentles further: 'Just breathe, Peaches. Our cub is safe.' Wukong lets out a long, weary sigh of surrender. 'You're right, Plum.'