Monkie kid oneshots!

don't you Love me? (spicy noodles)

I didn't know what to name this..

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"Don't you love me anymore..?"

“Pffft-”

Mk pouted at redson from his position on the floor. Redson didn’t even spare a glance. “Why are you laughing?!”

“its because that’s the funniest thing I’ve heard all day, noodle boy.” redson continued neglecting mk in favor of his work. “Just because I’m doing my work and  kind of ignoring you doesn’t mean I hate you. Why don’t you get up off the floor and do your own thing. You look like an idiot.”

“But you’re supposed to devote your life to me. That’s what we agreed on when we got married. Instead, you’re spending all day doing some bull clones.”

“Shut up, noodle brain. That is not what that means.” he flicked Mk’s forehead.

Redson turned his head to look at Mk out of the corner of his eye. “What is it now?”

“My hubby doesn't love me!”

Redson deadpanned, “your being dramatic, mk.”

“i am not! Apologize!”

Redson unapologetically twisted in his seat to face Mk fully, spreading his legs and wrapping one arm around the back of the chair. He grinned when he noticed mk staring at the floor. “Are you not going to look at me while I apologize, darling?”

As Mk lifted his head to make eye contact with redson, something else caught his gaze. His eyes widened and he gulped, realizing redson did not plan on apologizing at all.

Redson’s smirk grew, “Good boy. I am so sorry for neglecting you. You don’t need to worry anymore. I’ll take care of you, sweetheart."

Mk's face flushed as Redson laughed. He’s so heartless, enjoying Mk's suffering like that.

He poked mk's leg with his foot. “Alright, you noodle brain, get up."

Mk looked up at him with a hopeful spark in his eyes. “Help me?”

“Okay, but only because I’m sorry.”

Mk gaped at redson's lack of remorse. After a short moment of recovery, mk decided it was only right to reprimand such awful behavior. “Stop being mean! Bad hubby!”

When redson stood up, mk smiled at the show of obedience and held his arms up with great effort – it was hard to move so much after being so hurt by his husband.

Redson rolled his eyes, bent over, and picked mk up using one arm, settling him against his hip.

Mk yelped and blushed harder, somehow, and wrapped his arms around redson's neck. “Still think I’m being mean?”

Mk buried his face in redson's shoulder and mumbled.

“If you don’t like being carried, I can put you down and you can walk by yourself.”

Mk straightened his back, almost hitting the top of his head on redson's chin and toppling off of redson's arm. What an evil threat! “No! No– I don’t think you’re mean. My hubby is being very nice to me.”

Redson chuckled as he tightened his hold on mk. After all this time, redson was learning to properly take care of mk. “Calm down, hun. I’m not gonna make you do that. Hell, you’d probably die the second your feet touched the floor.”

Mk frowned, offended by his hubby's slander, “I would not.”

Redson raised an eyebrow. “Do you wanna test that out?”

“Definitely not.” mk relaxed against redson's chest. Mk wouldn’t put it past redso to abandon him to walk on his own if he pushed the subject.

Redson finally relented his teasing and started moving, only realizing how late it was when he took a quick glance towards the clock in his working place on the way out.

Redson walked steadily to keep from jostling mk too much. Thankfully, it was a short walk to their bedroom.

When they reached the bed, redson laid mk down. He graciously made sure not to completely break contact in the process. Once mk was settled, redson joined him in bed. Mk moved to lay on redson, and redson responded by wrapping an arm around his husband’s back.

Mk rested his head just under redson's chin and savored the presence of his hubby. Letting out a contented sigh. "Thank you, firefly" Redson huffed, “You don’t need to thank me, noodle boy.”

Mk closed his eyes. “you need to sleep too.”

“Are you sure it isn’t just you that needs to sleep?”

Mk smiled and hummed, burying his face further into redson's chest. “We both need sleep. I’m tired, and you work too much.”

A fond smile appeared on redson's face. “Is that what all of this was about?”

Mk mumbled tiredly, “maybe…”

Redson chuckled and brought a hand up to mk's hair, “Go to sleep, darling.”

Redson listened as mk's breathing evened out and felt himself growing tired. It wasn’t much longer before he also fell asleep, they both slept at peace in each other’s arms.