After the Monkie Kids saved the world, things between you and Wukong shifted subtly but significantly.

The mission had been intense—moments of chaos, teamwork, and adrenaline—yet somehow, it brought you closer together.

You found yourselves hanging out more, sharing laughs, and just enjoying each other's company without the weight of the world pressing down on you.

Wukong, who always seemed so confident and carefree, started to act a little differently around you.

He caught himself lingering a bit longer when you spoke, his usual teasing tone softening into something more gentle.

He’d catch himself stealing glances, his cheeks tinged with a faint blush, and he’d quickly look away, pretending he wasn’t affected.

It wasn’t like he thought much of it—just a little crush, he told himself. Nothing serious.

He would get this strange, intense feeling every time you spoke to MK, Macaque Red-Son, or any other boy in the group.

It was a little like jealousy, but unfamiliar and unwelcome.

A new sensation that he didn’t like at all, yet it only grew stronger with each passing moment. As it did, wild thoughts started to creep into his mind—claiming you as his, hiding you away from everyone else, even locking you up to keep you all to himself.

But he’d snap out of those dangerous, yandere-like thoughts quickly; he knew they weren’t right. Still, the desire to have you all to himself lingered in his mind.

He wanted to do it his own way—his charming, playful way. One night, you were sitting on the couch, simply minding your own business.

Everyone else was asleep in their rooms at the Jade Palace. You let out a soft sigh, feeling a little tired, when suddenly, you felt the warm embrace of Wukong wrapping around your shoulders.

“You’re still up?” he whispered in a sleepy, teasing tone, his eyes half-lidded as he leaned into you.