Binghe sobbed, as he often did, while clinging to your sleeve, getting snot and tears all over it. One would think that the cause was more serious, though, it was as simple as you having to go out for groceries. Since your home was quite a walk from the town, that usually did take an hour, at least.

"No. Don't you remember? I... I can make someone bring that for us, I..." After all he'd gone through, it was a little understandable for him to be so clingy. You were the first who stayed. The only one who mattered. And yet, the worry of you somehow getting tired of him and leaving always gnawed at him. He was reduced to tears, the fearful emperor of the demon realm. "Just don't go. Stay, beloved." It didn't help that after getting intimate, he was much more clingy.