It Takes A Village (or one really sticky demon lord)
There’s a baby.
There’s a baby in Shen Qingqiu’s empty robes, occupying the space that Shen Qingqiu stated with great conviction was the most comfortable spot on this gigantic fucking bed, Binghe, move, and it looks as if it’s about to cry. It pauses its fussing to blink at him, huge, dark, impossibly familiar eyes framed by long wet lashes peeping up at him from a tiny round face. It observes him, shocked, in the same split second that it takes Luo Binghe to realize what exactly it is, then it scrunches its button nose, squeezes its eyes shut, and lets loose the loudest wail Luo Binghe has ever heard in his entire cursed life.
Luo Binghe will never admit that while the child screamed bloody murder, his first reaction was to flinch away so violently that he ended up with his back to the unforgiving stone floor. Why are you crying, I’m the one who wants to cry!
***Shen Qingqiu is forced into a special event, while his unfortunate husband has to take care of an admittedly adorable and very smart child in his... absence.