《Lego Monkie Kid (characterxcharacter oneshots!!)》so pretty! (spicynoodles)
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"Ugh no noo where is it!?" Mk said as he looked through his drawers and under his bed sheets. He had lost his bandana! He started to tear apart his room to find it. Looking everywhere, under his pillow, the couch and even his bathroom! He just felt so incomplete without it. Alas he'd have to go about his day until he found it...for now.
Mk gave up and slumped down stairs. Good thing he was already dressed for work. Otherwise he would've been late.
"Why so glum kid?" Pigsy asked. Then he noticed Mk without his bandana and it immediately clicked. He had lost it.
"Oh." Pigsy mumbled. Tang was sitting on his usual barstool. He turned around to see a bandanaless Mk. "Ooh Mk it's okay! You don't even look bad without your bandana, don't worry!" Tang pat his head.
"Thanks tang, I'm not TOO worried about it. I'll find it somewhere." Mk sighed as he grabbed some orders. He jumped into his tuck tuck and drove lazily over to some orders.
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He was about halfway through the orders and was almost done. He was feeling pretty good, but felt pretty much naked without his bandana although he did get some compliments which made him feel better!
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Finally he had finished all of the orders and was going to stop by the shop when he was stopped. By red son.
"Noodle boy!" Red said "red son!" Mk added. They both stopped to look at each other. Red sons hair was down! What?
They stood in the empty street. Red son was here to originally, fight the monkie kid. Not have a heart attack with how cute Mk looked with his hair down. Mk was experiencing the same thing. Red son looked so majestic.
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"...whats wrong with your hair?!" Red son jolted. "I...guess I...lost? My bandana hehe." Mk played with his hands. "A-anyway what's wrong with yours?! You never wear your hair down." Mk said. He's actually never seen it like that before and frankly, he wanted to touch it as soft as it looked red son wouldn't let him get so close. I mean sure they were cool now and they still fought and stuff but Mk wasn't sure how red felt about getting so close.
"I...may have misplaced all my hair ties.." Red son rubbed the back of his neck. "I-it doesn't matter though! I'm here to destroy you!" Red sons hair sparked and the fire spread across the tips of his hair more than usual due to his hair being down. Mk was mesmerized, it looked beautiful. Like a lit paper lamp. The fire danced and flew with his hair and Mk was over the moon, blushing immensely.
With red, he was admiring what Mk looked like. His hair covered his face a bit and red could make a killer ponytail on Mk. He imagined how the monkie kid would look in different hairstyles and his face lit up. They both stood their staring at each other.
"Hey red?" Mk spoke up. Red was snatched out of his thoughts by the voice of Mk. "Y-yes..?" Red mumbled. "Can....can I touch your hai-" Red son interrupted Mk.
Mk let out a surprised 'oh!' and laughed. He cautiously walked up to red son and began to run his hands through the soft, red locks. Mk then suddenly cupped reds face and gave a warm smile. "uhhh...what are you doing.." Red son said embarrased.
"You're so....pretty." Mk said still playing with the tufts of hair. Red son squeaked at the compliment. Mk quickly swatted his own hands away. "AHH sorry sorry sorry sorry!!! I didnt mean to do that!" Mk jolted.
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"What? No it's fine...also thank you." Red son flashed a genuine smile. Mk felt his face go warm. He couldn't stop puking butterflies, weren't they supposed to fight just a second ago? Everything was so confusing!
"Okay my turn." Red son grabbed Mk's face and kissed him. A bold move. Mk stood there shocked and steam coming from his head. Red son didn't notice and just began to play with his hair. "I need to find a hair tie and put your hair into a ponytail, stat." Red said, his voice calm and content. Something you never often hear from the boy. Mk fell backwards and red son caught him "oh! Mk are you alright?!" Red went soft.
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Mk woke up, blinking slowly. "Oh noodle boy you're awake." Red son popped into the others view. Mk was laying on something soft, he patted the soft surface. Only to find out it was reds lap, Mk turned a dark crimson again and looked up at red from his lap. Red son smirked and giggled a bit. Red pet him and started to ask if he was okay.
Mk sat up and told him he was fine. "Where are we?" Mk asked. "My room noodle brain." Red son replied. Mk was still pretty tired from the noodle delivery. Mk turned to red son "can I take a nap here? I'm pretty beat." Mk stretched. "Of course. Make yourself at home....I would like a nap too." Red followed.
"Nap time!!" Mk said excitedly. He took off his shoes and jacket, red son offered him a change of clothes and he complied. Red gave him some sweats and a shirt. "Alright come here." Red son held his arms out in the bed. Mk immediately jumped into the warm arms and faced him. "Hey red...?" Mk mumbled. "Yes?" Red son replied.
"Can I.....can I kiss you? Please." Mk's face burned. "Of course you can." Red son grabbed his face once more and they shared a deep, passionate kiss. "How did we even go from wanting to fight to now, cuddling each other for a nap." Mk asked. "Well...you were just so cute without your bandana, and I am afraid to admit I have grown such a sickenly sweet soft spot for you." Red son held the monkie kid.
"Aw pfft- whatever. Welp I'm gonna sleep." Mk kissed the demon on the cheek. "Alright sweet dreams." Red son whispered.
They both took a nap and had a dream about each other. True love really does bloom in the strangest of places.
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