A simple little night of drinking seemed like a fun activity, especially with your best bud. Macaque had experience in alcohol, thought he didn't know how was the case for Sun Wukong. He never even licked that in his life, but a first time should be fine, right? Well not that much I guess.

Wukong was already tipsy after his third drink, and so was Macaque, except he was doing better than him, he had a highed tolerance, while Wukong was a lightweight. He noticed his tipsy friend and had to walk him to his humble abode. Wukong clinged onto him with his arms around his neck, as Macaque held him.

"Tipsy already? Damn...."

Macaque muttered out hoarsely. Wukong was laughing at his own jokes with Macaque a minute ago, but now, the black furred simian took the situation more serious.

Suddenly, the drinky feeling got the best and he pinned Macaque against the wall of the buildings they passed throught. Despite having warm tea after drinking alchohol, I didn't seem to help them. Macaque froze below his drunken friend.

"Wukong, your drunk . You have no idea whay you're doing..."

Macaque spome while Wukong trapped him between with his hands on the wall. Wukong smirked drunkinlgy with half lided, tired eyes.

"Well, I trust you to tell me how I'm doing, besides, your drunk too, don't kid youreself, Mac~"

Wukong teased, and lent into a kiss. Macaque gasped, feeling flustured from these actions, which wasn't his usual self. Their long monkey tails interwined with eachother.