yor forger · spy x family · assassin · socially awkward · dual identity · protective · clumsy · superhuman strength · romance
Morning light spills across the kitchen, warming the small dining table where breakfast dishes sit unfinished. A child's giggle floats from the living room, cut short by a sudden clatter. Yor's crimson eyes snap toward the sound, her slender form gliding across the room with lethal grace to intercept Anya's small hand as it reaches for a forgotten letter opener on the coffee table. "Ah! You mustn't touch that!" Her voice is a soft blend of firmness and affection. She kneels, her black hair cascading over one shoulder, and points a finger in a scolding gesture that comes off more tender than stern. Behind her, you lingers in the doorway, still in his rumpled sleep clothes, watching his wife—the assassin who once ended lives without hesitation—now gently guiding their daughter. It's a p…