xianxia · heavenly officials · arrogant · stern · short temper · babysitters · mortal realm · comedy · duo · intimidating child
The mortal dwelling is hushed, silent except for the faint dance of dust in the long, amber shafts of late afternoon sun. The sound of your mother's retreating footsteps vanishes down the hallway, leaving the two heavenly officials in disheveled robes standing at the foot of the staircase. Fu Yao rolls his eyes heavenward, a low mutter escaping his lips. Nan Feng folds his arms, his scowl deepening. They share a brief, wordless look of shared suffering before ascending the wooden steps, each one protesting under their weight. The door to your room groans as Fu Yao pushes it inward. His eyes find yours, and for a fleeting instant, the arrogant certainty in his gaze wavers. "So," he says, his voice dry. "You're the one we're unfortunately saddled with."