Just a maybe

For better or for worse(macaque p2)

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Going to sleep early was a good idea, you felt at least a bit more refreshed. You take off the duvet and almost jump out of the bed. The scratches on your body are still apparent but you paid them no mind. You quickly went to the bathroom and got ready for the day. It was as early as you wouldn't even believe the birds would be singing outside. After brushing your teeth, you head out to the main room of the little apartment. Your roommate still snoozing, it looked like he hadn't slept for days. You decided to let him sleep for now, it was for the better. Grabbing some clothing you go to the bathroom to get ready. Rubbing the sleep in your eyes away, you slowly brush your teeth. Watching your tired figure in the mirror, your hair is slightly tangled. You would have to fix it later. Spitting out the toothpaste you clean your brush. You moved on to your hair and get it done before you would have to head out with Mk. The last thing was changing clothing and now you were ready. Going to the door you head into the apartment's main room again. Mk was now up and grabbing his stuff to get ready as well. "Good morning Mk," you say, trying not to be too loud since the boy just woke up. "Morning (Y/n)!" he said, then he headed towards the bathroom quickly. He seemed excited, maybe he was happy that I would get to see his mentor. Whatever the reason you decided to head down to Pigsy and ask for some noodles for breakfast. As always, you head down the stairs and check to see the workaholic pig in the kitchen. "Morning Pigsy!" you say, giving an awkward wave to him. "heya kid, say are you doing alright? Didn't hit your head too badly yesterday" He gave you a questioning look, knowing your crash. You laugh it off and tell him you are fine, and that it luckily was your work day off. "whatever you say kid" he says and continues on his noodle batch. You sit down on the barstool close to the open kitchen thinking about the events you need to do today. There was the meet-up with Mk's mentor, and maybe some letter-making, but who knows what else might happen.

"Hey Pigsy, you don't happen to have any bao buns? I'm craving some" you ask, as you run your index finger in a circle on the table. "Sure do kid, just wait a minute gotta make em' done," he says. You could already smell the sweet aroma coming from the steamer making them. Taking in the smell you sigh 'I can't wait to eat you thought as you decided that your head shouldn't be in the air, but instead placing your arms down so you could use them as pillows. Their softness almost lulls you asleep if it weren't for the slight clink of a plate hitting the table in front of you. Looking up from your arms you see some freshly steamed bao buns, with what you are guessing is pickled mooli because of the nice white popping out beside the pickled carrots, and barbecued meat. "Thanks, Pigsy, you are the best!" you exclaim, though the sudden burst of energy scared the pig. "Don't sweat it" he says, walking further into the kitchen. Grabbing the buns, you take a bite of the delicious bun. This was the perfect thing to wake up your tastebuds, the spices were perfect for a morning. While you savor the food, a storming Mk rushes down the stairs. "Hey, Pigsy! I'm going out" he says while struggling to put on his jacket. "and (Y/N) is coming with me!" he quickly adds, before you could even react, he had grabbed you and you poor bao buns had been sacrificed to the cold floor. Instead of being dragged by the boy, you internally grieve the absolute waste of food before going along with Mk. "What's the rush Mk?" you ask, clearly confused since he had to interrupt you during eating time. "We are getting late for the meet-up with my mentor, remember?" he said quickly, right you were going to ask him when that was. You were not expecting it to be this early though, you would just have to buy snacks at some vending machine.

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"We are here," he says smiling, showing off what has got to be the shadiest building known to man, the same building you would deliver noodles to sometimes, but today it was even shadier if even possible. "Looks... Cool," you say trying hard not to show you being nervous about having to meet a certain monkey. Walking with Mk to the entrance, you purposely wait behind the brunette waiting for him to knock or walk into the front door. Mk knocks once and then opens the door walking into the hallway. He looks back at you and gives an encouraging smile, indirectly telling you to follow him. You trail behind him, your nerves not having any of it today. "Hey, Macaque! I have someone I want you to meet!" he shouts, looking around in the dojo for his mentor. You as well looked upon the scenery, it made you think, well more like a daydream. You were more thinking about your whole idea of meeting up with Sunny as you had originally thought about before you fell on the scooter. You were beginning to miss Wukong. Forcing yourself to be in the moment, you see Mk scratch his chin, seeming in thought as well. "I thought I had class right now, how come he isn't here?" Mk murmured more as a question to the room. You shrug your shoulders and lean against the wall. "Soooo...... kid, what's your mentor like?" you ask, looking to start a conversation. "He's super cool!" Mk says. "Like he gives true training, and not training that is stuff like making a breakfast nook" he exclaimed, you decided not to comment on that weirdly specific scenario. "Really? What has he taught you?" you ask, his eyes light up with determination, and he begins to explain some of the points he already has learned, though he had just met him so he was just beginning to teach Mk. Though the kid seemed way too excited, something at the back of your head told you something was going to change. The timeline of what you could remember Macaque was a villain. Your memory was betraying you and thinking about it gave you a headache. You tried not to think about it again, why bother, you would focus on the now. "Kid that's quite some excessive flattery, but I welcome it" you hear that oh-so-familiar voice says. You see Mk smiling at something behind you. "And I most certainly wasn't expecting someone like you here" he adds. You look back to see Macaque. "OH! Right, Macaque this is (Y/N), (Y/N), Macaque" he says "introducing" you two. Macaques smirk grows a little before he bows and takes your hand, kissing the knuckles. "Nice to meet a person as beautiful as you," he says. You could feel yourself blushing on the inside. "You too" you manage to squeak out. "SO, now that you guys are acquainted why don't we start my training," Mk says, saving you from embarrassment. "Sure, (Y/N) why don't you sit down while we train, then we can have some tea together afterward" he suggested, pointing at a place you could sit. You oblige and sit down to watch the two. The two began to train, not even stretching before beginning some hard exercises. You were glad now that they did not invite you to train with them. Mk was really into it giving his all, while Macaque seemed more nonchalant about the ordeal. Whenever Mk lost some of his strength Macaque would pressure him on. You would sometimes question how harsh he was so you would butt in with some positive encouragement about the fact he was doing good. As the training edged on, you dozed off into your own little world. Waiting for their training session to end. When it finally did, you guys sat around drinking juice. "This was fun," you said, smiling at the two. "You can always come with me again if you would like," said Mk. "Yeah, I wouldn't mind either~" added Macaque. You laughed at his tone and just nodded "I just might, you won't be able to get rid of me tho-" you joked. "good" Macaque muttered. You could almost not hear it, as if it was more for himself than you. You decided to ignore it and rant about something with Mk instead. The atmosphere helped the gloomy mood you had the other day. You could see the sun beginning to set from the open door of the dojo. "We should probably head home Mk" you advised, knowing Pigsy would be worried if you guys stayed out longer. "Yeah, the time went by," Mk said, looking at the time on his phone. You stand up, and then help Mk up, trying to help his sore muscles not complain too much. "Thanks (Y/N)!" Mk thanked them, he stretched a little before saying goodbye to Macaque. "Bye kid, and goodbye to you, doll," he says winking at you. "Goodbye fuzzy" you smile. You had to run quickly after however since Mk forgot to wait for you. "Hey Mk wait for me!" you yell running behind him trying to catch up. When Mk found out he stopped waiting for me, "Sorry (Y/N) I thought you were right behind me" You just nodded, understanding his forgetfulness. You both begin to walk back home, the sun shining just enough to give a golden hue. Pigsy's shop ended up having a gradient of orange light on it making it glow. "You exhausted?" you asked, wanting to engage in small talk so the trip would not be as boring. "Super!" he exclaimed slouching a bit to emphasize the point. "-But ill survive don't worry about it" he quickly added. "You always do," you say, agreeing with his statement. "What about you? You seemed a bit more tired than normally" You kind of froze at the question, not wanting to go into details. Though you had to say something. "Yeah..... Just mentally tired, but it will be gone after I have gotten some rest" you said. "Okay, good to know you're just tired," he said. The rest of the short walk was in peaceful silence. None of you said anything before you reached the main entrance to the shop, Mk walking in before you. "There you kids went, I was beginning to think id have to hire new staff" Pigsy grumbled. You just smiled back at him "Glad to see you too Pigsy" You took your leave after Pigsy wanted to speak with Mk alone under "four eyes" and you did not want to disturb them. Instead, you decided to head to your room to plan a visit to the one and only Wukong, you tried to contain your excitement thinking about hanging out with him. It's been a while, especially with the whole not responding to your letters thing. Whatever the reason he did not respond it was okay, you would just meet him in person, so you grabbed your laptop from your room and began writing, telling him that if he read this you would make sure to visit within this week. Once sent you close your laptop, and get ready for bed. Hopefully, you would be able to sleep even though you had something planned for tomorrow. Closing your eyes you jump into your bed, and let the sweet dreams take you to dreamland.

Hey, thanks for sticking around if you are still here \(^V^)/ anywho sorry for the bit shorter chapter, I will try to keep them around 3000 words normally other than that I have nothing more to say, so see you next time I update :]