Reincarnate: A Monkie Kid Fanfic

Home Invasion

Tw ((Suggestive Themes In/Near The Middle))

Wednesday Morning

It's been a few days since your last interaction with your golden monkey. You've got to admit, even with the radio silence the two of you shared before New Years hit was more bearable than this. Though, admittedly, the last couple of days had been rather entertaining. Hence why Mei, Mk, and yourself are all snuggled up in your apartment living room floor in front of the tv.

The sun creeps up far enough to get a reflection off the building in front of yours, sending rays of sunshine through your window. One of them coincidentally lands directly on your spot on the couch. A quiet groan escapes your mouth as you pull the blankets back over your head and turn the other way. After taking a couple of minutes of trying and failing to go back to sleep, you quietly lay up.

Your eyes quickly adjust to the sunlight. It takes a couple of seconds of looking around before you realize you're out in the living room. A smile forms on your face as you look down at Mei who's across the couch from you, and then to Mk whose sound asleep manspreading on the floor. You bite back a laugh as you gently remove Mei's feet out of your lap before stepping carefully back onto the floor.

The rug's carpet squishes between your feet as you carefully avoid stepping on Mk's head. You quietly sneak out of the living room, stepping up the single step that leads up to any area outside of your living room. With food and coffee in mind, you make your way into the kitchen. The cold tile of the kitchen sends a chill up from your feet and up your spine. An audible gasp echoes into the quiet morning air of your apartment. Fucking tiles going to be the death of you, but sleeping with socks on is so much worse. In the end, the suffering's worth it.

As quietly as you can, you open your fridge and work your way through deciding on what to cook for breakfast. To just be simple, you decide on eggs and shuffle them out of the fridge with no issue. You lightly tap the fridge closed with one of your feet while reaching for a small pan above the sink. The sounds of light metal clinking erupt the built up silence of your kitchen as you set the pan on one of the four stove tops. Clicking shortly ensues as you tick the stove's control dial to low. A red hue forms underneath the pan while you set one fourth of your stick of butter onto the pan, moving it around with a small spatula.

While the pan heats up, you swiftly start the coffee machine across the kitchen, placing a small mug underneath it. The loud hissing noise of the machine causes Mk to stir, but Mei stays completely still. Cringe writes itself upon your face as you peer around the kitchen wall, making sure both your friends' sleep isn't erupted by your craving for some caffeine.

When neither one of them over stir, you sigh silently and head back to your heated pan. Now that the butters completely overtaken the middle and edges of the pan, you crack an egg open into the pan, watching as the yolk drips into the center. You grab a plate from the cabinet above you with your other hand, slightly standing on your tippy toes to reach said cabinet.

A quiet chuckle from the edge of the kitchen behind you makes you slightly jump. You glance over your shoulder, expected to be met with a dark monkey since he's made a habit out of scaring you the last couple of days. To your surprise, you're met with a brunette with messy hair.

"Mornin' (Y/N)," Mk whispers, rubbing one of his eyes as he ventures farther into your kitchen, "how long have you been up?"

Feeling relief flush over your body, you move your fried egg into the plate next to the stove before humming quietly. "I've been up for maybe ten minutes," you glance back to your friend who's made his way behind you, watching with curious eyes before you continue, "did you sleep alright?"

Mk smiles a little and nods, watching as you add the next two eggs into the pan on the stove, "The floor was way more comfier than you made it out to be, (Y/N)."