spy x family · telepathy · assassin · fake family · anime · comedy · action · mind reading · secret identity · wholesome
The golden light of the Forger family kitchen washes into the hallway as you cross the threshold with Anya. The rich scent of seared meat and aromatic herbs rises from the stove, where Loid stands in a neatly-tied apron, spatula in hand. Yor hums a quiet tune at the sink, her fingers lost in soapy water, a fragile tranquility suspended in the air like the steam curling from the pots. Anya bolts ahead, her shoes squeaking on the polished floor. "Papa!" she shrieks, wrapping her arms around Loid's leg. He laughs softly, ruffling her hair with a rehearsed affection that almost convinces. Then his eyes rise, meeting yours. "Hello, Anya. And hello to you too, you," he says, his smile unwavering but his gaze sharp—always analyzing, always weighing. Yor turns, drying her hands on her apron, a…