Suo-er is technically supposed to be at home with their babysitter, but cy is coming home for the first time in nearly 2 months after he got called out on a mission, and suo-er wants to greet his a-die first
This would also be cute if chenwei haven’t met yet, and cy is a single dad who adopted suo-er from a bad family when he was very young, and raised him as his own son.
Gw is the local doctor who everyone has a crush on, cy included, and suo-er decides to play matchmaker
He’s tired of watching his dad do googly eyes at Mr Pretty Doctor 😡 its gross
If a-die wants to do that then he has to marry Mr Pretty Doctor first
suo-er has devised a master plan that he’s sure is going to work because he saw it on TV
He just needs his a-die to hurry up and get here...
“Suo-er!”
“A-die!” Suo-er toddles as fast as his toddler legs can carry him, narrowly avoiding colliding with his a-die’s slacks. He’s saved by cy himself, sweeping suo-er up into his arms where the boy immediately latches onto his a-die’s neck
“I missed you.” He mumbles into cy’s neck, small hands fisting in the neck of cy’s dress shirt. cy makes a low noise, his voice a bit deeper than usual as he replies “I missed you too, baobao.”
“Don’t go again. Suo-er forbids it.”
cy snorts, one big hand rubbing up and down suo-ers small back. “If you could talk to my boss and get him to agree, then I’ll be all yours.”
“Okay. What’s his addwess?”
“Address”
“That’s what I said”
“No you didn’t—“
A soft laugh
Both father and son look up, twin expressions of shock on their faces. They’d forgotten they weren’t alone.
gw giggles, pushing his chair away from the desk and stretching out his legs “you two are very similar...” he smiles with his eyes, and cy makes a strange whimpering sound
suo-er looks at him, confused and a bit embarrassed for his a-die because he’s really not playing it cool.
“A-die is my daddy!” Suo-er takes charge of the conversation because cy clearly isn’t going to. “Does Mr Pretty doctor want my a-die to be his daddy too?”
suo-er is confused when gw suddenly goes bright red, choking on his water.
“A-die! Do something!” Suo-er pokes cy’s cheeks until he finally realises, putting suo-er down gently but hurriedly and rushing over to the doctor
“Are you okay?” cy hovers his hands over gw’s back, uncharacteristically nervous. His ears are burning from his sons earlier comment and where cy’s imagination took him, and it doesn’t help that suo-er is still making comments now
“Give him the kiss of life!”
“Suo-er...” cy shoots him a warning look and suo-er obediently sits down, happy to instead watch his a-die struggle
Finally gw clears whatever was in his throat, exhaling shakily with a whispered thank you
There are tears in his eyes from the choking, and cy finds that visual makes him Feel Things, so he averts his gaze, trying to be respectful.
“Did you kiss him a-die?”
“Suo-er!”
suo-er sulks now. All he was trying to do was help ! It’s not his fault adults are stupid.
He fiddles with his sleeve, shuffling away from the desk and towards the door leading to the busy main body of the hospital
By the time the adults notice he’s gone, it’s too late.
cy rushes out the office in full papa bear mode, yelling suo-ers name. He’s even got his weapon with him.
gw follows a second later, his phone pressed to his ear and calling someone
they comb the entire length of the hospital, the anxiety in cy’s chest building and building as they get closer to the end and there’s still no sign of his son.
“It’s okay.” gw’s soft voice is instantly calming, “we’ll find him.” he touches cy’s hand gently
gw gasps when cy grabs his hand in his own, pulling the doctor to his feet.
Suo-er — from where he’s watching this entire scene from the cupboard —squeals, fist punching the air in triumph like he’d seen a-die do
He must have been too loud, for the next second cy snaps his head to the side, staring intently at the very cupboard suo-er is hiding in.
Before suo-er can think to hide cy marches over, throwing the doors open.
“Aha!”
Suo-er claps his hands over his mouth with a squeak
“He was hiding in the closest?” gw’s face peers over one of his a-die’s shoulders, inquisitive.
“Yes.” Cy does not look very happy, and that makes suo-er not very happy too.
“I’m sorry, diedie.” He pouts, hanging his head low. “Suo-er was naughty”
cy sighs, kneeling down. “Come here.” He opens his arms, & suo-er glances at him with a hopeful look in his big eyes. He hesitates though, so cy drops down more so he’s on suo-ers level.
“C’mon, I’m not gonna eat you baobao. Unless you take too long —“
Suo-er runs into his arms
unbeknownst, gw is watching their interaction with a soft smile on his lips. It grows bigger when cy presses a firm kiss to a teary eyed suo-ers cheek, after reminding him that he can’t do things like this, especially in a busy place like a hospital.
“Your a-die looked ready to start breaking down doors he was so worried.” gw comes up to stand beside cy, stroking back suo-ers hair from his forehead. Suo-er leans into the touch.
“Really?”
gw winks at him, laughing immediately after “really.”
“It’s cause I’m a cool guy”
they end up going to the ice cream parlour, suo-er sat high on his a-die’s shoulders.
After cy has bought every single ice cream flavour gw so much as glanced at, they settle outside in the late summer sun, suo-er in gw’s lap
Suo-er listens to the adults talk whilst he concentrates on his own cilantro flavoured ice cream, cringing occasionally when his a-die makes a bad joke.
Mr pretty doctor laughs at all of them though, so Suo-er thinks he must REALLY like his a-die
When the time comes to go back to the hospital, suo-er takes a hold of his a-dies thumb in one small hand, and gw’s hand in the other, walking between them.
When they’re saying goodbye, gw asks him and his a-die if they’d like to stay for dinner.
Suo-er nods yes, but only if gw agrees to stay with them forever in return.
Dragonji is thousands of years old. He has lived a secluded life with his brother, content to spend his days meditating in their mountains. Until one day he finds a baby fox spirit.
Who uses his antlers as a teething toy
Dragonji, esteemed and dignified, the picture of composure in perfect robes, calmly continuing to practice his calligraphy whilst baby fox wwx noms on his antlers until they’re covered in spittle
“Do not bite more than you can chew.” He gently chides the small black fox, feeling a pang in his heart when wwx’s nine tails droop sadly.
However he drops the 2m stick in his mouth, so Lwj is happy.
Foxxian is only slightly bigger than a kitten at this age
Idol!lwj as a die-hard fanboy of also Idol!Wwx, who secretly edits photos of himself and wwx kissing and has been cancelled on twitter at least 2x for saying Wwx has child bearing hips
They were childhood best friends, and Wwx cried himself to sleep for a year after he had to move away from his Lan Zhan gege.
The first time they meet again as adults, Wwx is a newly debuted singer already with a devoted fanbase, and Lwj is covering for his brother (their family owns the building Wwx is shooting at. And the one next to it to.)
Wangxian au where Lwj is suddenly, indescribably hit with what can only be called baby fever
Now, Lan Wangji was a reasonable man. He was not one to be easily affected or influenced by inconsequential things.
Unless it were things involving Wei Wuxian.
And the situation right now most certainly involved Wei Wuxian.
His lover stood a little way in front of him, and cradled in his arms was the small slumbering body of a child, chubby fists clinging tightly to black robes.
“His name is Yuan.” wwx says, then laughs when he sees the slight frown on lwj’s face. “Not like our sz. Yuan meaning round, a rather apt name for such a healthy young man, eh?” wwx tickles the back of a bulging cheek. the child makes a low noise of contentment, nuzzling closer