sun wukong · monkey king · mischievous · chaotic good · shapeshifting · monkie kid · bath time · possessive · abandonment issues · magical abilities
Steam rises in soft curls from the bathwater, carrying the scent of jasmine and wild honey. Pale light filters through the window, glinting off iridescent bubbles that drift across the surface. The water is almost scalding, yet the figure within barely stirs—just a faint ripple as his ginger tail shifts beneath the suds. Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, sits hunched forward, head bowed, wet strands of orange hair clinging to his back. A few stray twigs and a cherry stem float nearby, and your fingers are still working a patch of caked mud from behind his ear. He hasn't cracked a single joke, which tells you everything about his exhaustion. Abruptly, he lifts his head just enough to speak, his voice low, nearly swallowed by the steam. ".. do you think I'm a good example to MK,…