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It wouldn't be wrong to say shen jiu was someone who indluged. Often. It also wouldn't be wrong to say that his husband enabled such habits, bad for the heart and finances as it were. But! To call shen jiu spoiled!...also wouldn't be wrong…
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So what! He worked hard to be at a point where he could be called such a thing, okay?! Regardless! This wasn't about him- it was about his precious son, a-yuan.
A-yuan had just turned 10, and like any good parent shen jiu was preparing to hold a grand party! The only problem is that his beloved son only had...about...two friends. Total.
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Unbelievable! Who dared to dislike his son?! He wouldn't stand for this!
Nevermind the fact that a-yuan was homeschooled, terribly sheltered, and never allowed farther than shen jiu could see him. None of that mattered! What mattered was the little brats in this city clearly thought too highly of themselves! If that's how it was to be, then let them! Shen jiu would rent out the most fun, appealing, costly play center in the whole city! And then watch serenely as the brats lined up at the door, begging to be let into the party of his precious son!
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Maybe he was being a bit dramatic, but who was going to tell him that? Surely not his son who was currently playing the new video game he'd been given to keep him busy while his father worked, and surely not his husband who knew better than to deny him! Shen jiu was going to host the world's most extravagant 10 year olds birthday party ever! And if anyone had anything to say about it well, consider them un-invited!
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He hadn't thought this through. The only thought running through shen jius mind as he was screaming his head off for his son to stop playing hide and seek this! Instant! Was that he never was good at looking too far into the future. When you're living your life just hoping to make it to the next day there isn't time to think too hard about how your decisions will matter later! At the time of renting an indoor playground suitable for a party of at least 30 people, he hadn't thought much of just how much space a bunch of brats could use. Or how little space his only son and his sons two only friends each occupy at any given moment.
Hed waded through the ball pit, crawled through tunnels clearly designed for someone much smaller than him, and even had a small break to cry a little while sitting alone on the trampoline. Yet no matter how hard he looked he hadn't seen hide nor hair of his son! Or anyone for that matter!
He'd barely been here for an hour! And he'd been looking for half of that! How could he lose the entire party?! Granted there were only 4 other people to his party, but still!
The building wasn't even terribly large! It was decently sized and separated into two main spaces, plus a reception area. The biggest space of course was the playroom, followed by a smaller hall for eating, and finally a small area for guests to sign in, each area separated by thick walls and glass windows for viewing.
Just when he thought himself at the end of his hope, he heard it. The sound of giggles! Childrens giggles to be exact! In an instant he was following the sound- only to realize it was coming from not far...at all. The feeling of utter exhaustion and defeat he felt upon finding his son was soul crushing.
After hours (about 20 minutes) of searching, to find him sitting in the dining hall playing an invigorating game of ‘’don't let the balloon touched the ground’’ with his friends as his husband watched over them, occasionally giving the balloon a slight push in the right direction, shen jiu was defeated.
Fate would have it that the glass windows separating the three areas were quite thick, probably meant to give everyone, who wasn't in the playroom supervising, a break from the screaming of children who had no knowledge of inside voices. So even as shen jiu called for his angelic, beloved, awful brat of a son to stop hiding and come back to daddy, the small group of 4 hadn't heard him.
Wonderful.