;)....you know damn well by the chapter name. Hold onto your hearts my dears, cause if you don't it'll slip away <3)
"Wake up dammit!!" Macaque shook Wukong.
He watched how the Sage's eyes were screwed shut, his mouth hung slightly agape, his whole body was bruised and tinted with blood.
And the grossly big hole is his stomach didn't make things better.
It was suppose to be a easy battle with some mischievous demon's. It wasn't supposed to end like this. Not this soon..he knew Wukong was an immortal.
And these demon's knew this too. So..
"Do it now you imbecile! Stab Sun Wukong!!" A grossly slush sound was heard and the demon with the sword felt Wukong's body slump against the sword and his body.
"Now run morons! Macaque's here too-" A shadow clones had taken out the demon, as he layed sprawled on the floor. "Go go the boss is out!" The rest of the demon's ran away not caring for there boss.
Macaque ran over to Wukong as he looked down to the sword.
"H-hey no look at me! You're immortal Wukong you w-wont die.." Macaque looked at the sword and saw how blood covered Wukong's clothes. The sword had ripped right through his clothes and through his stomach, right out his back.
Wukong's eyes drew closed as he exhaled slowly. Macaque wiped his face as he didn't want to cry, not when he had a chance to save his love.
Not now...
"Wake up dammit!!"
Macaque hugged Wukong's lifeless body close. He whined for a sine hearbet..
Yet nothing came.
Nothing ever came.
And Macaque sat there. Holding Wukong's body close to his chest as he silently cried. Cried until he heard hurried footsteps coming closer and closer until they stopped.
"N-no..." Macaque instantly recognized it. It was MK.
"No- no..no dad!!"
Usually Macaque would pout as to why he wasn't being called 'papa'...but in this moment. Nothing mattered.
"MK hold it kid...let him grieve a little don't be so harsh.." MK just nodded and hurried over to Wukong's side. He could see how badly bruised and bloodied he looked. MK wouldn't be the one to cry more at bruises and blood...but this.
This had absolutely broken him. He couldn't bear watch one of his father figures slip through his fingers like water.
The ice melted..MK and Macaque just lost the one thing that made them want to keep fighting evil for this lost world.
Macaque bit his lip as he screwed his eyes shut. He wanted to yell. Wanted to murder the demon's that did this.
He wanted to rip there limbs apart slowly. Making them watch and scream for help while they pleaded to Macaque to stop....but oh how much he wishes for it all to happen.
He just wishes Wukong could come back.
His Wukong.....
Hah...a year ago he would've killed himself if he heard himself say those words to anyone..
And here he was now.
A lifeless Wukong against his chest as he begged..pleaded for him to wake up and crack a joke. Make sure they were all fine and them find the demon's who did this..but..his pleads. His commands.
Never came true. He never heard a heartbeat jump up. He never heard anything but whispers from MK's team..and sobbing coming from the kid hinself.
What was he doing. The kid also felt close to Wukong....he was a father figure to the kid too.
"H-.." MK looked up and wiped his eyes but it was no use. Tears kept spilling. "He really liked you kid. You were like an actual child to him.." That broke MK over the edge. He broke into uncontrollable sobs as he tried to compose himself. "R-really?" Macaque wanted to smack the kid in the head.
Hadn't he listened-...
It hit him..the kid was trying to make sure he didn't just glue himsf to the lifeless body. "I just want him back.." MK held Wukong's now cold hand. Sqeezing...trying to get a single pulse.
Just one will be a goodbye to him..just...one. Is it so much to ask for!?
Just a goodbye. One god damn fucking goodbye.
....
Of course it was too much to ask.
Things never fell right into your lap and then you all. 'Ohh yeah! Now I can ask for anything and it'll be handed to me.'...no. No.
Shit doesn't work like that anymore. Macaque found that out after be was brought back.
Mk found that out when he was little.
"Please wake up..." Macaque whispered out. His whole chest ached as his shaky hand went over and caressed Wukong's cheek. Wishing for the golden-furred monkey to lean into the touch and say something stupid. But wishing for something was impossible... "You fucking moron." Macaque let more tears fall as his forehead rested against Wukong's.
Feeling the cold skin touch against his warm one made him wince..
He never knew how cold dead bodies could get..and how he wishes he never knew.
(I'm not okay man. )
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