wukong and six ears (Shadowpeach)

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Teeny tiny iddy biddy bit suggestive at one point.

Third person pov:

As you can probably guess, getting out of this prison proved to be fairly difficult. So difficult they haven't actually done it yet.

They tried, a lot. Every day they searched for a way out, but to no avail.

Days turned into weeks turned into a full month. Stuck together down in this dark cave.

Sometimes they'd sleep, other times wukong would search for something to eat, usually a bug or a bag if he was lucky.

He never let six go for aven a second, he always always had him, holding him hugging him clinging to him. Even as they slept he'd snuggled up to the staff.

Six couldn't get a break from him, not to mention his obsessive affection and love for the staff was driving him nuts.

"I think we should get married on the beach side! It would be so romantic~ don't you think so dear?" Wukong asked sweetly.

Six groaned. They were walking in the cave again, trying to find a way out while wukong talked about their future wedding, which seems to be all he ever talks about anymore.

"Sure, sounds good honey" six said back. He was so done with this already, he was at his breaking point.

He thought he could endure it but being snuggled and kissed and loved on every second of the day was driving him mad.

Wukong pouted, stopping his movement and turning to six. He looked up and continued to pout "why don you ever give your input? I always say what I'd like for our wedding but you never tall me what you want, you just agree with him. It's your special day too" he mumbled sadly, holding the staff and leaning against its slightly, six's head just above his own.

He'd finally started learning how to manipulate six's shape, and now often kept him at a higher Hight them himself. Tho he'd shink him down to eye level when he needed to, usually for a kiss.

Six let out a sigh, trying to think of an answer that would get wukong off his back.

"I'm just... Not too bothered about our wedding. As long as we get married who cares?" He replied.

Wukong giggled, hugging the staff happily "your right!! As long as I can make you my hubby it doesn't matter~" he said giddily.

Six sighed again, feeling as wukong let him go and continued to walk.

Wukong had managed to make a sort of harness for six, or handle. A strap of rop around the top and bottom connected by a loose but he could put around himself to help carry the staff, since his tail was getting tired of holding him.

At this point six didn't think they would ever get out of here. It's clear whatever this spell or curse was had the intent to keep them down here.

But wukong seemed more then thrilled for the alone time, getting to know his lover.

They talked quite a lot, or wukong talked at six a lot. Not like they had anything else to do? Six would entertain him for a while, mostly to keep up appearances and since he was bored.

"Where do you wanna go for our honey moon?" Wukong asked happily.

Six paused, trying to figure out a way to answer "uhh not sure. Where do you wanna go" he replied.

"I'd love to get back to my island, see all the monkeys eat all the amazing fruit. You'd love it" he said excitedly. "Sounds nice" six mumbled back.

Wukong hummed, thinking about his life before the cave, before being trapped here. He thought about his life before six. He adored six, more then he'd loved anything in his life. He wanted six to be happy, he wanted to make six comfortable and happy and take care of him. He loved him so much, he was the first good thing to happen to him in such a long time.