#I Gave You My Heart ; By Your Side Is Whеre I Want To Be | {Ship;stxnekxng:Dawn/Wukong}

[siixkiing]

“Dawn’s fine, just a little tuckered out is all.”

For proof? The shadow simian lowers his scarf, revealing the small golden simian currently wrapped around his neck and sleeping soundly. Quiet purring is being heard in the moment.

[siixkiing]

"Eh, maybe BUT even still not going to forget something THAT important after all."

Loosing his grip around Dawn's waist just enough as he felt him shift around in his grasp. Smiling fondly as he pressed his forehead against the golden simian's now, his purring growing a bit louder now. His tail seeking out it's lighter counterpart to wrap itself around and hold tightly.

"Mhm-hm, was thinking about ― "

" ― maybe head into the city and go to your fav restaurant for lunch? Than we can look around the shops and you can pick out some presents for yourself, later I'll cook your favorite for dinner...and much later I'll give you your special surprise~"

Humming softly in response, swaying gently in place with his beloved mate. There was of course more to it than that simple explanation of course ― having plenty in store for Dawn's birthday. Wanting it to be extra special for the sage like he always had.

"How's that sound?"

"You might be one of the few left who do."

A loud huff of air rushing psst his lips, signaling his amusement at the other's antics. However even still his wagging tail is a clear sign that he is overjoyed. Being careful not to whack the other with his tail of course. Fur bristled with pure glee as the affection is poured on. He only turns to fully hug the other, small chitters escaping him.

"Oh really?"

[siixkiing]

Wow, macster, you really have bad taste in men. Choosing someone as broken as ole hotshot over there. Ouch.

"I think my taste are quite refined actually."

Wow, they were certainly bold right now. It was almost admirable if it wasn't utterly brainless — a quality that was abundantly clear in this being. Plus, it was almost laughable that they were calling Dawn broken like they were and utterly asinine too. If anyone was truly to be described as broken that would be him.

Often made him question why the king even tried with how messed up and in shambles the shadow was. Still trying in vain to piece himself back together — an impossible task and one that would probably never happen. There was no healing what had been done to him in his mind.

"Besides, I only see two broken beings here. One is me — "

" — and the second one is you."

There was no time wasted as a large shadowy claw grasped them tightly in it's palms. Seconds later, the being is sent straight into the sky without hesitation. Enjoy the flight lesson.

[siixkiing]

“...”

Not wanted. Not wanted. Not wanted. That stinging in his chest flares to life at the rejection, thoughts blaring to life. 

It hurts. Shadows forming below him as he takes off without another word to be said, he’s not wanted here.

[siixkiing]

To think he's tried to help you so much Macaque but he's going to be your downfall you know these emotions you call love will lead you to your death again then again I don't think your currently charred man is up for debating the topic any more

"Aw, that's a rather cute attempt there buuuuut hate to break it to you, the Diyu already beat you to the punch. I'm good and fucked up thanks to that place."

It wasn't like it would be a huge revelation or some secret he tried to keep hidden — he died and ended up down in that hellhole. Not that he'd ever fully elaborate what exactly had been suffered while down there, what punishments he had been subjected to. All anyone would ever glean is that it had left him shattered in more than one way, his mind in tatters. Everything inside him a unholy mess that might never truly be repaired.

"Than there's my own thoughts, they're much MEANER than you can ever hope to be — "

" — should hear the things it's said to me, boy are they nasty and cruel. It's almost laughable how much you pale in comparison to them."

A faint laughter leaving his lips in the moment. He knows this song and dance all too well, having danced it more times than he could count in the recess of his psyche. Sadly, the voice inside his head were more vicious than these beings could ever be. It was a valiant effort however on their part.

"As for Dawn, that's none of your concern. After all, you should worry more about your current situation...such as where you're going to land in the next five seconds."

With that and little fanfare, a shadowy claw raises from the shadows below the being and grabs them roughly. Applying just enough pressure to make it hurt — to make them SQUIRM before they are tossed at terminal velocity into the sky. A huff of purple passing his lips as a deep frown paints his lips.

"...pests."

[siixkiing]

What is Macaque's opinion on Dawn

"Hopefully high consider we're mated."

Making a quick quip in the moment, sarcasm laced in his tone. Still, it gave him a moment to gather his real thoughts about the other and formulate the proper response — after all, there was plenty to say. Never shying away from being honest nor about to sugarcoat his words either as much as he loved him. He'd saved the flowery words and poetic waxing for private anyway.

"There's plenty I can say — "

" — he's stubborn as hell sometimes and often time gets stuck in his own head, thinks too hard about every little thing. To the point if he makes one little mistake or messes he acts like he just committed a unforgiveable act, it can get tiring sometimes. It's hard to combat when his worries and fears get the better of him and he feels he has to make amends to the point of neglecting himself."

A sigh escaping his lips. It's not that he couldn't appreciate or fault the golden simian about either of those. After everything? It would've been a miracle for Dawn to not have some fears and doubts about himself, to be harsher and scrupulous about himself even down to the most minor detail. Sometimes, that stubbornness and worry were welcome— but other times? It just complicated things or made them worse than what they were.

Still...

He couldn't help the fond smile that spread across his features. Even with all that? There was some good that had come too.

"But, I also love that stubbornness too. The way he never gives-up and tries his hardest in whatever circumstance."

"Not to mention he cares and loves without hesitation, tries his best for his loved ones and makes sure that he's always there for them. Even in small ways. Plus, he knows how to cheer you up and acts silly just to get you to smile or laugh even go out of his comfort zone to make you feel better and do something for you."

How did he get so lucky? Honestly, after everything...he still felt like he didn't deserve to have that love and care from Dawn. Sure, they both had hurt one another in the past and made their mistakes BUT with how he had been before they made up? How miserable he had tried to make him? He didn't deserve that tender care and affection.

"So, he might have his issues...and not everything is sunshine and rainbows but at the end of the day? I love him more than anything."

"He's my Sunshine. My Heart and Soul. My everything and I wouldn't trade that for anything in the world. I just hope I'm worth that love and care at the end of it all."

[siixkiing]

@stxnekxng​ { ☯ }

Dawn vc: ....I'm gonna make heaven look like it was a picnic.

“I appreciate the sentiment, but you don’t have to get yourself work up over the silly machine’s calculations there Sunlight.”

[siixkiing]

Macaque gets one burnt monkey clinging around his waist and just weakly trying to hold on and just softly apologizing to him.

"You idiot..."

Not hesitating to gather the golden simian up in his arms, words soft and gentle as he handles him with the utmost care. Pulling him close and letting him rest against him — he deal with those burns and other injuries soon enough. His ointments and other healing medicines would help make the process easier for the other. Help minimize any scars that would surely form otherwise, he didn't need anymore when he body was practically littered with them.

For now though? He was just going to give him some much needed affection and care — clear to the shadow that is what he needed right now. To be reassured and just held. His worries and fears needed to be combated with such tactics, otherwise they'd linger and fester. Pressing his muzzle into that mass of golden locks and pressing a kiss to his temple. Soothing gestures applied to where Macaque knew his beloved mate loved the most, would help him relax more.

"You have nothing to apologies for — "

" — just try to relax, I've got you right now Sunshine. You're safe."

Letting his chest rumble to life with those soft purrs, adding a few trills and chirps. He knew the sounds helped, they always did. Even if this battle with Dawn's psyche was far from over — no, it had just begun. He had a lot of work ahead of him to make sure he recovered both physically and mentally after this.

A task he was going to pour himself into for the other simian's sake. He wouldn't let him suffer like this, not on his watch.

[siixkiing]

“...yeah, I’d appreciate it IF you didn’t mess with my Sunshine, thanks.”

[siixkiing]

"Hee, of course you'd get a high score Sunshine. You do know me better than most."

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@stxnekxng con't {☯}

There was clear excitement and joy from the six-eared simian as he latched onto the other. His tail behind him wagging away — arm securely wrapped around the king, though he was mindful not to be too tight. It was silly but it felt like it had been too long since he last saw his beloved mate. Gods, that probably sounded dumb but he didn't care much right now.

"You could say that."

"Not that I can blame you, you really needed it Sunshine."

Nuzzling gently into the other, just soaking in that scent that was so uniquely Dawn's. Only stopping to lean up and press kisses along his jawline and moving up to his face— planning to just smother his mate in affection right now. A soft purring could be heard rumbling from the shadowy simian.

"You get a good rest?"

[siixkiing]

"Give it back." Currently with nothing but a damn towel around his waist. He hates how prominent scars he can't hide are revealed. They speak an ugly truth about things he'd rather forget. For now? He stares at the tall thief that's taken his damn clothes. "Cmon- it's cold!"

"You want it back? Work for it~"

He wasn't sure what spurred this moment of playfulness from himself, but he knew that it was to get the golden mate to relax. It had become clear that the king was stressed — the what wasn't relevant really, after all Dawn often made some issues bigger than what they were. Thinking he had to be perfect and wasn't allowed to make mistakes, even the small ones. It was sad at times how much that would effect him here and there, something that the shadow intended to help with when he noticed.

Having suggested they take a warm bath in one of the hot springs that sat in the mountains, something both mystic monkeys were fond of. It was relaxing after all just to sit in the hot water and soak away any aches the body had. Helping to cleanse both body and mind in those moment — made even more tranquil when someone you cared for was close by to enjoy it with. Grooming through fur in a tender gesture while holding each other close was pure bliss at times, letting the world fade away.

Chuckling lightly as he dangled the clothes just out of reach now of the shorter simian before him, drinking in that adorable cute scowl that was pointed at him. He couldn't help but tease him in the moment — keeping some small distance and challenging his beloved sunlight. If Dawn REALLY wanted his clothes back he knew he'd get them back one way or another. He might have height on his side BUT the king had power and more on his.

"Cold? You're cold, really?"

"Yeeeeah, not buying it Sunshine. You're like a walking furnace at times — I would know that all too well~"

Teasing his beloved mate more and more. Wondering how long before he would strike, prepared to make a run for it — no doubt a chase would probably start IF Dawn wasn't quick to catch him before than.

[siixkiing]

He knows he shouldn't. Even still he wants to try. He should try. Even if the shadows launch at him in turn as he steps close. Trying to make his way to the other. This state he's in is all his fault. Gripping the blanket the other most preferred in his grasp as he can feel the shadows almost like razors against him. It hurts.

Even still he presses on. Staring at the curled frame as he frowns. Muzzle or not it can't hide the quiet muffled note of the others name. Nor can he hide his heartbeat matching that of someone in regret. Slowly moving forward, he doesn't move too much closer but he knows the shadows aren't far. Trying to aim it just right he manages to atleast get the blanket to rest slightly over the other.

Now he's just gonna sit a few feet away. Back turned to the other. His weakness. He still trusted the other to not strike that area. For now he's gonna work on trying to get the muzzle off so he can properly apologize.

"..."

His ears twitch again, though whether they actually registered him truly was left to guessing. It was the only movement the shadow spared in that moment once more — still in the same curled state that he had been for however long now. How long had that been? He didn't really care in all honesty. Even as the blanket was tossed onto him, he remained motionless.

Only the shadows in his control stirred with movement, adjusting the blanket that had been offered and tucking it around him tightly. Stilling and retreating once the task was finished. Presence only revealed by the dark shape around where Macaque was laying.

[siixkiing]

Claws scraping against stone. Fuck it if he's an emotional mess and he can't get this damn fucking thing off. He can't get in either. The other is far too distressed and he's the damn cause. It's a slow scrape of something against the open window before a book topples in. The little insignia is clearly his own diary but he doesn't care if the other reads through it at this point.

He just hopes the words reach and portray what he means.

'I'm sorry for having stopped you. I let their words begin to cloud my head and make me start thinking of how much I've hurt you. How much pain I caused you and in trying to keep you from more pain I've only caused it. I'm sorry that you have to love such a bumbling idiot like me. I'm sorry that I allowed them to get me thinking that I'd keep hurting you if I touched you. I'm sorry for all of this. I do love you I swear it by this heart. I swear your the only one who has it. I let my emotions get the better of me than logic. There's a pen on the back of this or you can...tell me but i...I can bring whatever you want over here if you want me to. I'll...wait outside the shadows...they're walling you in right now.'

"...??"

His ear twitches at the noise, the only movement he makes in the moment — staying in the spot he had decided to wallow in. Not that he need to look to know what was dropped or by who. Oh no, it was all clear to him in the moment. Even still, he stayed where he was curled up on the ground.

Only his shadows moving to gather up the book in question and dragging it closer to him. More to keep it safe rather than try to bring it closer to himself or attempt to read it. Dull curiosity at his mind at best drowned out in the sea of self-loathing and doubts that were swirling around in his thoughts. Not enough to even get him to make an attempt in the moment.

He'd only keep it safe, let no one else touch it. Least till Dawn came to collect it or he'd have the shadows return it to it's rightful place.

[siixkiing]

Anytime he tries to protect you he just keeps hurting you doesn't he? You should leave him. Let the man rot for hurting you like he's done so many others.

"..."

There's no movement from the shadowy simian, but the area darkens around him once more. Without much warning dark purple and tattered ribbons shoot out, wrapping around the being — squeezing tighter and tighter. Bones could be heard breaking and snapping, squelching noises once more heard as the fabric cuts into flesh.

It doesn't take long before they're crushed into oblivion. Staining the ribbons now and painting them darker in the moment. Slowly being dragged down into the depth and properly disposed elsewhere for now.

[siixkiing]

How cute. He thinks having you away from him will stop you from dying again.

"...than do it."

Not bothering to turn around, still huddle into the spot he had decided to press into. There was no reason to care in the moment at such statements — why should he? At best the threat was empty and just trying to goad him into reacting and at worst they'd try. What did he have to lose either way?