Creaking. Whispers. Hissing.
Sanzo frowned, out of all the times the monkey had to have had a bad dream it had to be now. Damn monkey always giving him trouble when he didn't need it.
The bed shuffled and groaned at the extra weight.
A sigh escapes his lips, "all right, but if you think I am going to keep letting you sleep with me every time you have a freakin' bad dream, think again monkey."
A warm body, blinking golden eyes, and a enthusiastic smile, soon appeared at his side.
Soon a soft pair of lips hit his check, and for a few seconds his mind went blank.
The happy monkey then curled up against sanzo's side.
He couldn't believe it, did he just…………. No he couldn't have, could he.
A soft "I love you too, Sanzo", could be heard as his breathing slowed down to a deep sleep.