My Son (Sun Wukong x reader x Macaque)

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Y/n's P.O.V
It's been a week since I took in MK, and he is the absolute sweetest thing.

Even though it's been a week, he's been obsessed with anything Monkey King-related and asks me to read Journey To The West every night.

Over this week, I've grown attached to the child, I just need to do a few more things to finalize something.

Right now I was serving customers and MK was up in the apartment, probably reading again Journey To The West Again.

"Um, hello, miss, my noodles are too hot." A customer complained.

"That's because they're freshly made ma'am." I gritted my teeth, trying not to blow up on this woman.

"Well, I want it cooled down." She crossed her arms.

"Then you're going to have to wait ma'am for it to cool." I told the lady.

She huffed in dissatisfaction.

I rolled my eyes until I felt a tug on my leg. I looked down to see MK.

"MK, what is it, sweetie?" I kneeled down to him.

MK opened his mouth to say something, but the same customer opened her big mouth.

"Ew! Who let a disgusting kid in here?! It's unsanitary." The lady held her nose in disgust.

My eyes snapped toward the woman, giving her a menacing glare. "Ma'am, if you do not like it here, I suggest you leave." Somehow I was able to keep my composure and kept my anger down.

"Excuse me! Why are you being rude to me? I need to speak to the person in charge." She kept her arms crossed.

I sighed in frustration. "MK, stay behind me please." MK scurried behind me, hugging my dress tight.

"Pigsy! We have a situation!" I called out for him.

Pigsy came over. "What's the problem, Y/n?"

"I--" But the lady interrupted again.

"The problem is your waiter here, was being rude to me."

"Ma'am, you know that is not what happened, you complained about a bowl of noodles being too hot when you could've waited for it to cool, and when you took one look at my child here, you called him disgusting, now, who's the rude one here?" I put my hands on my hips.

"See, she's being rude to me." The lady complained to Pigsy.

Pigsy sighed, rubbing his forehead. "*Sigh* I've heard enough, Y/n, take the rest of the day off, and you, get out of here before I kick you out."

The lady huffed, leaving her nose scrunched as she left.

"Pigsy, you don't need to give me the day off, it was just one customer." I said to my friend.

"I know, but I see you put up with customers like that every day, you need it." He said to me.

"Thanks, Pigsy." I smiled.

"No problem." He went back to the kitchen.

"You can come out now, MK." MK came out from behind me, with small tears on his face.

"Oh, MK, what's wrong?" I picked him up.

He sniffles, looking at me. "Am I a disgusting, kid?"

"What? No, you're not, that lady was just a mean person, and was probably jealous of your cuteness." I held him close.

"Really?"

"Yeah, really, just look at you, your adorable little eyes and your bandana makes you a whole lot cuter." I ruffled his hair.