LMK request one-shots

Mapping Out Your Body

Red Son x MK

This first request was by @Fazerimur, who wanted an intimate moment, with cuddling and touching between Red and MK from my book, Once Bitten, a monkie kid human zombie apocalypse AU.  Set after Chapter 6, but before Chapter 7 (so before Red gives MK his ribbon) 

If you haven't read that fic, you can still read this. 

Warning: Contains explicit-ish content.

With Bai He in bed, MK was sitting in his own spare room drawing in his sketchbook. His hands scribbled across the page, sorting out the smooth lines of Red Son's pretty, pulled-up hair, curving upward with gentle pencil strokes as he paused to admire his work so far and wondering what he looked like with his hair down. The boy's deep, intense eyes were staring back at him, and MK's finger brushed over the page where he'd drawn Red Son's sharp jaw.

He flushed bright red, face warm when he realized he was staring and imagining, ignoring the fluttering of butterflies swarming in his stomach at the thought of the older boy and burying his face into his hands to hide the blush from nobody. Gosh, he was such a mess!

He peaked out between his fingers again at the drawing, pouting at the unsure lines that made up Red's lips. They didn't quite look right somehow, and MK wished he had longer to stare at the boy so he could map out his figure longer, maybe draw a full body drawing. 

He could picture him, his broad shoulders and long legs, his smirking grin, and the sound of his voice. MK was drawn to it all like a moth to a flame. He lay back on the bed, snapping the sketchbook shut and hugging it to his chest. Despite whiling away the hours drawing, MK still wasn't feeling sleepy at all, and could still hear the sounds of metal and banging distantly from the garage downstairs. 

Well, at least he knew Red Son was still awake.

Bored, MK swung his legs off the bed, getting up and leaving his sketchbook behind on it before padding downstairs to get a glass of water. He filled up a glass, taking longer than he needed to as he listened to the banging until it stopped, the pause in noise making the house seem a lot quieter. Huh. He wondered if he was done for the night. Maybe he has finished already?

MK stared at the door to the garage, glass gripped in his hand before deciding to just ask. If Red Son was done, he might leave before MK had the chance to say goodbye! 

So, MK raised his fist and knocked on the door, leaning in to listen as he heard someone stomping over to the door. 

"What do you want now?" The door swung open and there was Red Son, his hands crossed angrily and one eyebrow raised like he was judging him and MK blinked, realizing he didn't really have a reason to be here. Still, making stuff up on the spot was easy so he smiled up at him. 

"Just wondering how the car's coming along? You sure I can't do anything to help? I really don't mind giving a hand." He said kindly, feeling less alone now that he was here and he hoped Red Son let him, because MK was too bored and wired up to go to sleep, and if he spent any more time drawing the boy in front of him he was going to go mad. 

"Ugh, fine! Come in then, I'm sure I'll find some use for you." Red Son huffed, swinging the door open then turning his back and walking back over to his car leaving MK to follow behind. 

"Just don't touch anything unless I give you permission!" He added and MK quickly nodded as he looked over the car, noticing it looked a lot better than it had before. 

"Wow, you've been busy, this looks way better, Red Son!" He praised, his smile bright as he turned his gaze back to the boy and Red paused for a moment, looking at him with a slightly bewildered look before shaking it off and shrugging.