MK is monkey: CONFIRMED (MK/Qi Xiaotian x reader)

No this not a pt 3 to mmmm monke, but it's still smut ;]

I'm going to try and explain this the best I can, this chapter is made to take place before the dating! I hope that makes sense? Enjoy!

(CW; nsfw, honestly just filth)
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If there's one thing that never cannot make his stomach churn in memory, it'd have to be when he first started talking to you. 

Not because of you, the opposite really! It's because of the things he thought, things he did when his sickly sweet puppy love for you would occasionally dip into vile territory. 

MK has known you all throughout middle and high school. Despite this, you two didn't even start becoming friends till senior year. 

He still remembers the first time you held an actual conversation with him. It was honestly unhealthy how happy he was. I mean, all you did was ask him to be your partner for a silly, little art project. 

The way you had come over to him and smoothly asked to be partners made it seem like you've been friends for years. You had a way of keeping a conversation going, straying away from any shyness.

It was simple, really! You asked to be partners, and he eventually said yes after some very embarrassing fumbling. Despite his obvious lack of social skills, your kind, yet confident, smile never wavered. 

"Great!" You enthusiastically held out your phone, presenting an empty contact screen. "I'm gonna need your number, if you don't mind! It's just, I need a way to talk to you, you know?" 

You smile, his heart pumping at a ridiculous pace. It's just for a project, no other reason. 

"Oh, uh, yeah, of course!" MK gently takes the phone from you, quickly putting in his information, leaving his contact name untouched. 

"Here you go," He says, giving your phone back with slightly shaky hands. 

You look up from your phone, smile fading into a confused, comically guilty grin, "Ha, uh, how do you spell your name?" 

He can't help but smile at this. He's always found the moments where you're embarrassed or awkward to be the highlight of his day. 

Sure, these moments were never directed towards him specifically. He'd just watch whenever you sputter lame excuses to your friends, a rosy hue painting your cheeks or when you would scoff and quip at a teacher whenever they'd playfully tease you. 

"Um, you can just put MK." He shrugs, your confusion morphing back into your usual confident smirk. 

"MK? Hmm, cute, I like it!" After typing it in, you wave to the now flushed boy and go back to sit with your friends. 

He could only stare blankly at his abandoned sketches, mind going haywire, I mean his crush of like, what? 2 years now? Talked to him- no, asked him to be partners. 

After school, during his walk home, he couldn't keep your innocent comment out of his mind. Not only are you two partners, willingly I may add, but also you complimented his name. 

Well, his nickname, but whatever.

A love sick expression was engraved on the boy's face, at least until he pulled open the shop's door, only to be toppled over in a bone-crushing hug. 

"MK! Took ya long enough, I felt like I was gonna explode from how boring Mr. Tang's dumb stories are!" Mei complains, jabbing a finger toward a very offended Tang. 

MK stands up, dusting off his uniform, zoning out the argument between his best friend and Tang. 

"How was school, kid?" Pigsy asks him, gifting him a broom. MK's cheek lightly flush in memory as he sweeps the tiles of any dirt someone could've dragged in.