Shen Yuan's Special Ability: Napping
Shen Yuan's special ability is to fall asleep anytime, anywhere. When he is transmigrated into the body of SQQ with a shit ton of paperwork and classes to teach, he still retains this ability and falls asleep EVERYWHERE. His disciples have conniptions.
Their beautiful peerless shizun is found sleeping up in a tree like a fairy that has descended from the heavens to grace their unworthy mortal selves.
The peak disciples decide to assign a protection squad whose main job is to gently wake their shizun and lead him back to the bamboo hut so he can sleep in privacy.
It's Binghe. Binghe is the protection squad. Only Binghe. And it better stay only Binghe.
It isn't a big problem until SQQ is seen by the other peak lords sleeping in random places on their peaks after meeting with them. And they full stop just stare and don't even attempt to wake SQQ up because they've never seen him so relaxed and peaceful.
And it's not like Shen Yuan needs to sleep because he is an immortal cultivator and free from such mortal trappings but also he is essentially in charge of a peak of children with way too much fire power in their hands and he is So Done With This Shit.
Sometimes he just wants a couple of hours of peace and quiet, where no one will bother him and as a tired millennial who is used to sleeping at odd hours after late nights reading webnovels, he falls into old habits and just knocks out when he wants.
Post-ending: Binghe ensures that his husband is given ample soft pillows and blankets in their bed in the demon realm so that Shizun doesn't even think about making any other place his nap nest.
But somehow, frustratingly so, Shizun has managed to fall asleep on a stone bench in one of the many pavilions, fan drooping from lax fingers, head against on one of the pillars. When Binghe finds him, a demon servant is on the verge of waking him up.
Binghe exudes a killer aura that sends the demon scurrying away like hell itself is nipping at its heels. No one is allowed to wake Shizun except for him. Binghe tiptoes closer to his Shizun and stares rapturously at his sleeping visage. His eyelashes fanning across his cheeks.
He doesn't want to wake his Shizun when he's slumbering so peacefully, but he also doesn't want anyone's unworthy eyes laying upon his master so he gently brushes his Shizun's cheeks and kisses his lips softly.
"Shizun," Binghe whispers sweetly, "It's time to wake up."
"Mrph," replies his Shizun, the picture of grace and elegance. Binghe smothers a chuckle, his Shizun was never a morning person like he wanted other people to believe. "Binghe? What time is it? Have I missed the midday meal?"
"Not at all, Shizun," Binghe shakes his head.
"You woke up just in time," Binghe pulls Shizun up and into an embrace, always eager for Shizun to be as close to him as possible. He savors his Shizun's warmth, the feel of his hair pressed against his cheek before glaring at the peeping demons over his Shizun's shoulder.
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