Plum blossoms that wilt.

The past always gets deemed forgettable

The first time went unnoticed, something a little like this.

Wukong muffled a giggle as he heard his dear warrior's footsteps crunch the leaves below him. He remained shrouded behind the cover of the tree as Macaque's footsteps became slightly louder before stopping to a halt.

The king had a wide, giddy grin on his face as he tried to remain as calm as possible and hide from his sneaky shadow. He held a hand up to his lips to stop another little laugh from slipping out.
"Boo."

A voice spoke from behind him and he jumped, yelping and losing his balance on the tree branch.

Luckily enough, his tail instinctively wrapped around said branch and stopped him from face planting into the earth. His ears caught onto the snarky cackle above him and he craned his head to meet the eyes of his best friend.

"Oh, by Buddha! You should have seen your face!"
Macaque chuckled, shoulders hunching as his grin thinned out into a beautiful smile. He reached down, his hand outstretched and inviting. Wukong took it, hoisting himself back up onto the branch and pouting.

"No fair! I bet you used your ears to find me!"
The king huffed, crossing his arms and looking away. Macaque lazily smirked, rolling his eyes.

"It's not my fault you're so loud. Plus, you can't even try to hide without giggling your ass off. Just admit that I won this round, my king." He sassed, leaning into Wukong's space teasingly.

Wukong tried to step away, before an idea popped into his head and he grinned. The warrior faltered at the grin and now he just realized that he was playing into a dangerous game. He tried to escape but there was no use, his king was already barreling into his chest and knocking the air out of him.

They both fell out of the tree, tumbling into the grassy ground below as they both laughed together. Wukong snuggled into Macaque's neck, giggling some as he hooked his arms over the latter's shoulder.
"Can't ever escape my surprise attack!"

The king exclaimed, to which Macaque only quirked an eyebrow at such words.
"Oh really? And what if I just portal away?"

Wukong only squeezed tighter.
"You can't! That's not part of the rules!"
He pouted further, moving to sit up from his place on Macaque's chest.
"You cheat all the time, what's wrong with me doing it?"

"Well I never use my powers! You're always using yours!"
The shadow demon huffed, before smirking and shoving Wukong's shoulder lightly.
"You cheater..." the golden monkey grumbled under his breath, knowing all to well that his dark counterpart heard him either way.

"Yeah, but you love me. Just admit it."
The blush rushed to his cheeks before he could even push out a reply, Macaque found that quite funny. Wukong sighed, trying to push the words out, but found his throat has clogged up, and before he knew he was keeling over to cough up whatever blocked his airway.

He felt Macaque's shaky, worried hands gently place themselves onto his shoulders and he couldn't help but feel glad that he was here with him.

Soon enough, whatever got stuck in Wukong's throat had landed in the hand that covered his mouth. He pulled his hand away from his face and peered at it.

Pink petals?..

Only then did the king find out they were petals of plum blossoms. He looked up when he heard a small giggle. Macaque had let a small chuckle slip, worry still slightly creasing his brow.
"I must've eaten the pit of a plum or something.." he humored and his shadow laughed again.

"When have you eaten plums?"

Wukong shrugged, smiling some.

"Eh, when I feel like it."
"Do you eat the pits of stone fruit when you feel like it too?"