In exchange for eternal life, you agreed to carry the child of a demon. So this is how you've been spending your life.

Your son on your hip as you attempt to cook in the depths of hell.

Maybe.. Maybe you fell in love with the demon.

Your husband, ranboo, creeps up behind you and grabs the infant from you, chuckling darkly as the baby reaches for his inky black horns atop his head.

They're inseparable, partners in crime. He spoils the boy.