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A soft light of monkey king slowly peeling away his glamour, it finished off with him being his now actual height, tail swaying side to side in irritation, he crossed his arms, his eyes who were usually golden are now bloodshot red with golden pupils, he stared up at all three of them.
“Happy? Are you happy now! Will you stop pestering me about my height!?” He stomped his lil feet, in they’re eyes he looks adorable, all three of them gathered around him, poking at him
“Aweee! Look at you! You’re pocket sized now!” Mk picked up Wukong, causing him to let out a surprised chirp, his feet dangling as mk held him. “You’re sooo small… you’re the size of a kid!” Mk lifts him up higher.
Mei took out of phone, snapping as many pictures enough to make her storage full, cooing at the now shorten sun wukong, “who knew the legendary monkey king was just a itty bitty guy!” She pinched at his cheek
Tang was- atleast more normal then the two of them, snapping atleast one photo, bringing out his good ol book and pencil sketching monkey king (yes he draws SHUSH)
Wukong sighed as he gently leaned into the touch “ok- I know I’m short but hey! I’m a monkey - literally, I’m going to be short! I know some depictions of me usually im tall- but how can anyone REALLY trust that!!”
Before anyone could speak once more a cheeky laugh could be heard as MK’s shadow morphed into a familiar monkey figure.. macaque jumped out and puts his hands on his hips, all smug! Ugh- makes Wukong wanna puke
“So you finally showed a little more of yourself? Oh never thought I could see the day!” He laughed at pointing at Mk and the monkey king, you can compare his laugh to a seagull even, that’s how much he’s laughing
“Ok jackass- it’s a step closer to him actually being comfortable with us!” Mk hugged him mentor putting a hand on the back of his head holding him like a baby, “it’s better than hiding in the shadows like you!” He huffed out
“Ouch BUD, hurts so much!” Macaque puts a hand on his chest and another hand on his forehead for dramatic effects, though he did have to agree on mk- Wukong is getting a little more comfortable- considering the fact he’s also been a potty mouth.
“Ok monkey king- I got your noodl- what the hell is going on here-“ Pigsy looks up at all four of them now- all crowded around Wukong, Mei still taking pictures, tang drawing monkey king.. and Mk holding him- wasn’t weird at all… especially that pesky six eared freak, Pigsy glared at them
“Anyone care to explain why Mk is holding monkey king- who appears to be the size of a fuckin gnome.” He puts Wukongs noodles down on the counter and leans against it.
“This is Monkey king’s true height!! Look at him!” He basically shoved Wukong infront of pigsy face- Pigsy can basically see smoke fuming out of Wukong’s nose
“Bud- you can uh! Let me go!” He kicked his legs annoyed, glaring right at him, and looked at Mei, fiddling around with her phone “I’m gonna post these- you look adorable-!”
“NO. Mei. NO “ Wukong got out of Hank’s arms and ran to her snatching his phone and trying to delete the pictures- macaque laughing a little too loud for Wukong’s ears, Wukong breath hitched and he stared at everyone, vision going blurry, he feels like- he may be panicking- it was a little too much, “fuck sakes- everyone- just fuck off for a moment!” He snapped at them, genuinely looking upset
Everyone suddenly died down, now looking at Wukong with concern- macaque smile faltered, “hey- it’s fine! It’s just joking!” He tried to reassure him putting a hand on his shoulder-
“No! You don’t get to say that! Everyone keeps pressuring me! It’s too much to handle!” Wukong backs up and throws the phone back at Mei, swinging his hands (stimming.)
“Everything is all too much- I can’t show myself because I’m not fucking perfect! I’m not the great sage everyone pictured me to be-.!” Wukong suddenly ran out because of instinct, turning into a bird and flying off back to the mountain, once he reaches the mountain he crashes down, holding his face to his chest, breathing too fast eyes wide as tears ran down, he’s way to over stimulated for this.
Sun wukong didn’t even realize his shadow once again morphed into the shadow demon who constantly taunts him, macaque lowered himself beside Wukong.
“Listen- uh-..” the words got caught in his throat. He didn’t exactly know how to apologize, he did start the whole thing, he just sighed and brings Wukong to his arms
“It just- it’s the fact everyone just pictures me as someone who’s supposed to be all ‘mighty’ and all perfect! Fuck sakes.. and now people think I need to be babied just because of my looks, why do you think I wear glamour? I get why you do it.. you know-“ he stops ranting and just rests his head on his shoulder, leaning into macaques touch
“Sorry- for mentioning your glamour- I get why your upset-“ he rubbed Wukong’s back and rests his chin on Wukong’s head, gently closing his eyes, both of them sitting in silence.
“You still gotta face the kid- you know.. after that crash out-“ macaque puts a hand on Wukong’s cheek lifting his head up looking at him
“What about you?” Wukong questioned, raising an eyebrow, dried tears on him.
“I’ll take down my glamour one day- just not ready if you can accept that.” He felt Wukong nod against him.
“Thanks for the- help for the shit you caused-“ Wukong tried to joke, letting out an raspy chuckle
“Yeah yeah- you’re welcome.” Macaque smiled and they stayed there for hours, probably gonna handle the situation another day.