The King's Avatar one-shot (xreader)

Huang Shaotian- Parenthood

Loud shouts and endless chattering appeared. You held your head, trying to prepare dinner but the volume was driving you crazy. What was Shaotian doing again? Bringing your son onto the bad path again?

You tried to ignore it for a while before your eye twitched and you had to reprimand both of them. With the spatula in your hand, you barged into the room witnessing Shaotian teaching your son Glory again.

"Huang Zifan," your low voice scared your son and he meekly turned to you, "Yes mum?"

"Didn't I tell you not to play if you didn't finish your homework?"

Zifan gulped and turned to look at his father.

"Don't worry, honey. He's already done it! You can't keep him from his desires and quick fingers can you? Can you? No, you can't let him not pursue his dream!" Shaotian stood up and pressed a kiss on your cheek.

"You mean you blabbering nonsense about him becoming a pro player? I told you I don't allow it," you didn't want Zifei to become a pro player. You already had one trash-talking maniac you could endure but two were impossible.

"I didn't! He looks up to his dad, right? Zifan tell your mum how amazing you think I am! I was a god! The PK god! How could you-" you grabbed Shaotian by the ear and threatened him with the spatula, "Your glorious days are over, don't live in the past."

"Hehe," Shaotian grinned and pulled you by the waist, "Admit it, isn't that one of the reasons why you fell for me? Isn't it? Isn't it? Just admit I've been dazzling and-"

You put the spatula over Shaotian's mouth and gave Zifan a smile who gulped again. He knew doom was looming but still tried to justify himself, "Mum, I'm 12 already! Dad didn't force me! I'm old enough to decide for myself, right? Right?"

You narrowed your eyes and freed yourself from Shaotian's embrace who gave Zifan thumbs up. You sighed. In all aspects, your son came after Shaotian. 

Zifan was literally the younger version of Shaotian, both had the brattish and talkative attitude, the blonde hair and worst of all, the same way of trash-talking.

"Honey, there's a competition coming up. We gotta show them the might of the Blade Master's God offspring, isn't that so? Isn't that right? Ahaha. It's the first U15 competition, we can't miss the opportunity, especially because the other's kids will also participate. Especially, Old Ye's son! Goodness, if Zifan loses to that brat then I-"

"You what?" your sharp tone made Shoatian take a deep breath, "Nothing. I love you," Shaotian gave you a kiss.

"Bah, do it in your room," Zifan turned to his computer and started massacring his opponents with words.

"Come, I'll help you do dinner," Shaotian led you out but you knew that he secretly turned around and winked at Zifan. This pair of trouble makers seriously. However, since Shaotian already generously offered to help you with dinner, you couldn't let the opportunity go, right?

He used to be the opportunist, so as the wife of someone like this you couldn't let him be in shame, right?

"Come on, is that so hard? Even Ye Xiu could cook better than you. What are your hands for? Harassing the mouse and keyboard? Are you really this-"

"Wifey," Shaotian nervously put his hand over your mouth and coaxed you, "I'm sorry, ok. Don't be mad, don't be mad. I'll do my best, so please forgive Zifan, ok?"

You raised your eyebrow, "Clearly you are the troublemaker. At your age, you still put the blame on your son?"

"Haha," Shaotian stirred the veggies in the pan before putting the lid on it. Then he pulled you on his lap sitting in the chair, "Come here, why are you hiding?"

You deliberately avoided him until he pressed your cheeks together and gave them each a kiss, then he nestled his head in your chest and grumbled, "You know the competition, is a really good chance. The winner will be at the training camp of his choice for two weeks, do you know what this means, do you? Do you?"

You saw the hopeful glint in his eyes and sighed. He was still was as adorable as ever. You pushed the bangs out of his face and kissed his nose, "He'll be away?"

"Yes, yes!" Shaotian nodded his head like a puppy, "And that means we'll be alone. Let's go on some holidays! Where you wanna go? To the mountains? The sea? City? Countryside? How about an ancient place or a modern one? Or-"

"Anywhere you want to go," you giggled seeing how excited he was having some alone time with you. It reminded you of the time where you were still young and naive, totally in love.

"Wow, what great parents, huh... rejoicing when their kid isn't here... Is that fair? Is it? It isn't! How come you guys get to go on holidays when I'm away? As proper parents shouldn't you take me with you? Isn't that the normal, am I wrong? Where have I gone wrong to deserve you as my parents?" Zifan sulked as he sat on the table.

"Now, now, we'll, of course, take you with us," you pinched Zifan's cheeks and he instantly evaded.

"Mum! I'm already almost an adult! Stop treating me like a kid!"

"You brat!" Shaotian started scolding Zifan, "First you complain about how bad parents we are because we're neglecting you apparently and now you go the cheeky attitude of refusing your mum's touch? Do you know how holy your mum's touch is? You should be happy and grateful you're receiving it! Sometimes, even when I'm begging, I can't get it!" Shaotian threw you a hurt look and you sighed. Both of them were a handful.

"Because mum loves me more," Zifan comfortably ate his food while Shaotian looked at you wronged.

"What?" you started to also eat. Weren't you showing enough affection to Shaotian? What about just now? It still wasn't enough for him and he was sulking about it?

"You could shower me with more love, ok? I'm desperate and yearning for you and you constantly love our son more, how is that fair? Just how? Tell me!"

"Alright, alright!" you started coaxing him but Zifan with a blank face suddenly dropped his spoon and got up.

"Where are you going?"

"I'll go to Susu's place. Sleep over. You guys do whatever you want."