Counting the due date is both nervewracking and fun
"Thank you."
Walking down the corridor connecting the Lord's Quarter to the office, Lesta muttered quietly. Eruha glanced at the demon, who was looking absentmindedly at the patterned tile of the floor. His Eternal, usually looking calm and collected, seemed to be a bit restless, and it was rather adorable.
"I know you don't want them," Eruha replied nonchalantly. "Kids."
Just like before, Lesta flinched. "It's...not like I don't like them, just..."
"Eta," Eruha gently held the demon's hand as they turned to an empty corridor. "You don't have to justify yourself to me."
As Lesta's Eternal--no, as someone who had been watching the demon for decades until he fell so deeply, Eruha knew that Lesta loved children. They were honest with no pretense, and even the little liars were easy to read. In front of them, Lesta didn't have to work hard to interpret anything, unlike during his works, which were filled with people hiding their agenda.