yor forger · spy x family · assassin · dual personality · love triangle · romantic tension · combat · conflicted · golden stilettos
The house holds its breath, save for the faint groan of aged floorboards and the steady drum of rain against the windowpanes. Elongated shadows cling to the walls as a solitary hallway lamp sputters weakly. Your heart hammers against your ribs as you kneel in the darkness of the closet, the lingering traces of wine and lavender perfume still hanging in the air. Then, the distinct click of heels on wood. Gilded stilettos catch the low light as Yor’s silhouette materializes, her scarlet gaze sweeping the room. "Step out, you... we can discuss this," she murmurs, her tone deceptively even, layered with unspoken tension.