Sun Wukong & Macaque x Reader One-shots

5. ᴍᴀᴄᴀQᴜᴇ

requested by: chibiTheWitch

synopsis: as another servant brought back to life by LBD, you were bound to her through her act of 'charity.' meeting another soul in the same situation as you brings...comfort.

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The sound of the sharp wind blowing past his ears made Macaque wince as he continued falling further toward the ground. Just when he was about to shift into a bird, he grunted as another figure collided with his. Macaque cracked open an eye and saw the giant [F/c] wings flapping above.

 

"[Y/n]? What are you doing here?" Macaque asked as the two of you landed safely on a small hill. Macaque jumped out of your arms and glared at you, "Didn't I say I had this under control? Lady Bone Demon-"

"-The lady asked me to follow you to assist if it comes a time when you need it, and you looked like you needed it," You rolled your eyes as you placed a hand on your hip.

 Macaque clicked his tongue and opened his mouth before a large splash in the distance caught both of your attention. You narrowed your eyes at the two smoke trails left by the aircraft.

"Well, that went well," You recognized the pieces flying from the area as the flying airship of the big blue one. "Are you going to go after them?"

 

"Nah, I'm pooped," Macaque sat on the ground and leaned back until his back rested against the grassy terrain. "You gonna leave me alone?"

 

"Nah," You mocked his response before sitting down beside him. Your wings stretched outward and you sighed as a few cramps came undone. You flinched when you felt something touch your feathers, you lifted your wing and found Macaque staring at you with his hand outstretched.

 

The two of you fell silent for a couple of seconds, neither of you spoke a word until you lowered your wing enough for Macaque to touch.

And he did, gently at first, then his clawed hand ran over the damaged feathers. He always found your wings fascinating, the permanent damage even more so.

Sometimes, he'd watch you preen and remove such feathers from your wings, but no matter what you did they always came back in the same ruined form as they always were. Perhaps a side effect of the resurrection, yet they still worked fine.

 

"It doesn't hurt anymore," You said as if to answer the unspoken question from your colleague.

 

"Hm," Macaque hummed as he sat up and continued exploring. You felt the hairs on the back of your nape rise as you felt his breath hit your neck. Your wings tensed as his hands ghosted over the more ticklish areas.

After he was done, he sat back and examined your wings one last time before returning his eyes to your face. Macaque froze when he meet your eyes and felt his cheeks heat up as he studied your expression. It was...nothing he'd ever seen before---or well, an expression such as yours directed to a demon like him.

 

The two of you stayed on that hill until the sun peaked over the horizon, what were mere hours spent on that hill felt like seconds.

But they'll be a memory neither of you would forget.