heart game - MK, rinku

[wroughtandtempered]

I’m sorry. I tried— I tried, but I can’t keep going—

I don’t think I can do this alone, so— Please. Please—

I need help.

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Re: THE WORKSHOP - Post Basement

[noodleboi]

"One last thing," MK says as he enters the workshop. He walks over to where the fire once was. Still out. He kneels down and gently touches it again. Ambition. Something from himself, an ambition he has. He knows the one he wants to use. The part of himself he is going to burn. He closes his eyes and focuses on it.

He is Wukong's mate, his successor, his bud.

He is Macaque's kiddo, his mate, his North Star.

He is Red Son's Noodle boy, his mate, his claimed one, one who he wants a family with in the future.

He is Cole's well MK, his boyfriend, one of only two people Cole has loved like he loves him.

He was Pigsy's son, his only son.

He was Mr. Tang's child, his young student, his friend.

Sandy showed a side of himself he wasn't sure he showed anyone before, and helped him to face the side of him he didn't want anyone to see.

He was Mei's best friend.

Ever since MK discovered he was made to be simple, no name, no family, nothing, he's felt this void inside him. He clung to the things that were special between him and the people he loved. His family, his mates, his friends, and everyone. He wanted something, no matter how small, that was just for him. To try and fill that void inside him with. To just make the nothingness go away.

He takes that ambition. That softness inside him he's held onto for good and for bad. The part of him that fueled so much else inside him, his jealousy, his fear of losing the people he cared about, the reason he wanted to help them all, and the reason he was willing to do what he almost did back home.

The ambition to have something special with his loved ones. He poured it into the smoldering leftovers to reignite the fire.

He gave it to Eve, to burn, to warm her up and help her keep going.

"It's the little things," He said softly to himself. "You want to help me and I want to help you too," He let that feeling, the drive, that ambition pour out of him and burn.

Re: THE WORKSHOP - Post Basement

[wroughtandtempered]

The ambition burns, going moth-eaten around the edges and in the details. The fire—which had already been cheerfully crackling away—roars, the flames reaching up to lick at the ceiling.

...It's maybe a little too warm in there now, but that's fine, right? It'd been pretty cold in there before.

Re: THE WORKSHOP - Post Basement

[noodleboi]

Oh that was a lot of fire. At least it's nice and warm now. He's just gonna make sure anything flammable is away from the fire. Just in case. And then he's going to hope this is a good thing. Please end up being a good thing.

He heads for the kitchen. He thought he heard Rinku run in that direction.

Re: THE WORKSHOP - Post Basement

[wroughtandtempered]

To the kitchen!