Macaroni and cheese POV

Macaque is slowly walking down a pathway to the garden to see his beloved sun sitting in a field of gorgeous flowers,with his loyal subject surrounding him. I notice that he's making flower crowns, he only makes those when he's stressed or think about something,his subjects know that he's stressed that's why they are offering him flowers. I  slowly approach him , I'm not sure if he's aware that I'm behind him,I lower myself to sit next to him,he jumps not expecting someone to be near by , I look at the monkeys a nod they nod back a slowly walk away,I whisper in his ear "  you ok peaches?" He shoots his head up, I notice that his tail is twitching nervously he quickly says " I'm yep feeling peachy why ya asking?" I look at him with a serious face ,he only uses the term peachy when he's NOT ok. I open my arm as if asking for a hug, he immediately starts to break down, he collapses in my arms mumblings word such as "it my fault" and " I should've protected him better" , I gently rub circles on his back as he cries into my chest, releasing all the stress and internal trauma he kept pent up inside. I gently pick him up bridal style and head to his cabin house, I open the door take my shoes off and wukongs to leave them by the door. I go to our room and put him on the bed, I go to the kitchen and open the drawers grabbing his favorite snacks, I go back to the bedroom and put the snack on the side of the bed. Wukong is curled up facing the wall slightly hiccuping. I slowly climb on the bed, I grab wukong by the waist and pull him on my lap facing me, he squeked at the action. I put his head on my chest after a while I put my finger up his chin lifting his head, I kiss him on the nose, he tries to get off my lap I quickly pull him back I ask him in a low voice " where do you think your going princess" he blushes a deep shade of pink and covers his face with his hands , I pull his hands off his face and pinch his chubby little cheek, he tries to fight me off but miserably fails cause im bigger than him. I kiss his forehead then a idea comes to mind, I slowly start peppering kisses all over his face, he starts to giggle like a child, I stop to let him regain his breath, he smiles at me, a cheeky little grin and that's when I know my job is done.