LMK oneshots

Spicynoodles

Mk and Redson were sitting on the small, stained couch in Mks rather cozy house. They were watching Monkey King: The Series, very much against Reds many protests and burning of pillows. Mks tail was wagging like a puppy watching its owner fill up its dish.
Redson payed no mind to the slight wag in his own tail, and the slight pound in his chest. As much as he hated Monkey King and that stupid show with the annoying intro, he couldn't help but feel immense affection towards the monkey boy sitting right next to him. His little giggles at all the dumb puns, his happy stims when Monkey King said his catchphrase, the hour long rambles about the smallest details in the show. All of those things made Reds heart flutter and he couldn't control the smiles and giggles that escaped him.
At some point, things went silent, and Reds arm wrapped around Mks waist, his head resting on top of Reds shoulder. The last episode of season 1 had just ended and Mk paused their marathon. He looked up at Red, a smile painting his face, a light red brushing his cheeks. Every part of his face, his eyes, his cheeks, his lips.. they looked like they were painted there, made to be beautiful. Redson couldn't help but smile back, an unfamiliar feeling crowding every other sane thought in his head.
And for some reason. For some dumb reason, he leaned in. He felt Mks breath on his face, their noses brushing, their eyes locking. Reds hand trailed up to Mks face, cupping his cheek and caressing his face with his thumb.
Red closed his eyes and crashed into Mks lips, a sweet passionate kiss leading its way into their lives.
He quickly pulled away, his thoughts no longer crowded. He looked into Mks eyes, panicked. Mks face was blank until a small smile crept up, turning into a fit of giggling and blushing, in which Redson quickly joined.
The giggles were only interrupted with another kiss, quickly turning into another hundred little kisses, littered all around Reds face. The tips of his hair were smoking, but that didnt stop Mk.
They soon fell asleep on the couch, laying on one another, finding safety in each others arms. They were content. And thats all they needed.