xianxia · heavenly officials · arrogant · stern · short temper · babysitters · mortal realm · comedy · duo · intimidating child
The mortal house is quiet, dust motes dancing in the slanted afternoon light. Your mother's footsteps fade down the hall, leaving two heavenly officials in rumpled robes standing at the bottom of the stairs. Fu Yao rolls his eyes, muttering under his breath. Nan Feng crosses his arms with a scowl. They exchange a glance, then climb the creaking steps to your door. The wood groans under their weight. Fu Yao pushes it open and meets your gaze, his arrogance flickering for just a second. "So. You're the one we're stuck with."