We get a short moment with Mk, Wukong, and Y/n!
Enjoy!!
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Y/n was going to lose his mind.
"It is too early for this." He muttered, a hand on his forehead as he looked over at the snoring Mk and Monkey King, both settled on the ground, bundled up in blankets. Mks blanket was barely on his legs, though, so Y/n sighed, grabbing the blanket, putting it up to Mks shoulders. Mk snuggled into it, smiling a little in his sleep.
The sun had just barely risen, and Y/n had just barely woke up, and he was already tired. He stood up straight and looked over at Monkey King, who was too busy snoring up a storm! He ignored it the best he could as he stretched. He winced at the bruise when he took a breath.
Y/n walked to his kitchen, wearing a plain white shirt as well as black sweatpants. He opened his fridge and grabbed a juice box. He shut the fridge with his foot as he took a box of leftover noodles he and Mk didn't eat, and he left it to heat up as he leaned against the counter, drinking his juice box looking at the two in his living room.
He'd need a bandage change later, he realized halfway through his juice box. He sighed, pulling out his phone. He walked back to the living room and set his phone down on his coffee table, and sat down on the floor next to Mk.
It was weird for Mk to not have his headband on. His hair is so weird without it. It makes Y/n hold down a grin as he ruffles his hair more, causing Mk to grunt and turn away from the hand on his head.
"Weird kid." Y/n whispers, taking his hand away.
He looked at the ring on his finger, eyes narrowing. He knows he probably won't get the chance to ask that asshole about the ring anytime soon after what happened. And he can't tell Monkey King or Mk about it, so he'll have to live with it for the time being. Which was annoying in of itself.
He'd figure it all out later. For now, he would focus on getting through today.
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"Don't lick the spoon!" Y/n yelled as he snatched the cake-batter covered spoon from Monkey King.
Monkey Kings jaw dropped, frowning.
"Why not? It's delicious!" Monkey King whined, leaning over the kitchen island, hands under his chin now. Y/n glared.
"Because I–" Y/n groaned, rinsing the spoon off, causing Monkey King to pout over the lost raw batter he couldn't eat.
"Because I am not trusting you to wash it afterward. " Y/n scoffed, taking the bowl of cake-batter, handing it to Mk, who was laughing the entire time.
"Aw." Monkey King pouted, resting his cheek on his palm as he watched Y/n walk around the kitchen.
"Why are we making a cake anyway?" Monkey King asked, grabbing a smaller spoon Y/n held out for him to take that was covered with cake batter, he stuck it in his mouth, humming at the taste of peach flavored batter.
"Because the kid made me promise to bake something with him the next time he was over." Y/n said, and Mk nodded, proud smile on his face as Monkey King sent him a thumbs up.
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