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"Aw, come on, Sanzo! You've broken all th' other vows!"
Goku is golden, hungry, and stripped to the waist. His deft fingers make short work of Sanzo's buttons. He smells of apples, rain and new-mown grass, and it's not just Sanzo's injury that makes him afraid to move.
"No."
Goku tapes a dressing over the bloody gash on Sanzo's chest. "When you're better?" he asks, ever hopeful.
"Never."
"Why not?"
"I don't want to - "
Goku recoils. Slams the door as he leaves. Doesn't realize there's more.
"- love you." Sanzo tells the empty room.
... not any more than I already do.