As Yor approached the entrance to her home that she shared with her husband. Her real husband. Yes, her and Loid, otherwise known as Agent Twilight, had decided to become official. The black haired woman noticed the loose strand of hair she had and quickly straightened it. She wanted to look beautiful to her husband. Yor blushed. Every time she thought of the fact that her and Loid were husband and wife, she couldn't help but gush. But now that their fake relationship had become a real one, her gushing was increased by one hundred.
Yor's hand reached for the door handle, twisting it and pushing the door open. The moment she stepped into the home, a small figure grabbed her leg, squeezing the ever living hell out of it. "Mama!", cheered Anya. Yor crouched down and gave her daughter a loving hug. "Hello, Anya. How are you doing?" Anya stood triumphantly. "I'm strong! Just like you, Mama!" Yor smiled and kissed her daughter's forehead. "That's my girl."
At that moment, the man of the house walked. "Welcome home, Yor." Yor stood up to greet her husband, but froze upon seeing his appearance.
He looked completely different from how he usually did, and not just in terms of clothing, which consisted of baggy pajama pants and a white t-shirt. His hair was messy, his eyes were clad in glasses, and a small stubble was forming on his chin.
"I prepared a bath for you. Here, I'll go hang your jacket", Loid said. But Yor was too focused on his look.
"Somehow he looks sexier than usual?", she thought. Anya, being a telepath, heard her thoughts and made a face of disgust.
Loid walked closer to his wife, taking her jacket and snapping her out of her daze. She remembered how he told her about the bath prepared for her, so she made her way to the bathroom.
The assassin undressed herself and slowly sunk into the water until only her head stuck out. She basked herself in the water's satisfying warmth, not wishing to leaving it any time soon. The door opened, and Loid walked in, looking at his wife enjoying herself. "Is it to your liking?", he asked. Yor nodded, only to catch a glimpse of her husband's different style. "Something wrong?" "N-nothing Dear." "Your behavior says otherwise." Yor lowered into the water. "Is it something I can help with?", asked Loid. His wife shook her head. "You just... look different." The secret agent was confused. "Different? These are the same clothes I wear every night before bed."
Yor looked at her husband. "Not that. I meant your hair." "My hair?" "And your glasses. And the stubble."
Loid felt his chin to confirm that there was indeed facial hair. "How did I not notice that? Wait, is there something wrong with it?" Yor had a blush growing on her face. "It just makes you look more attractive!"
Loid was surprised, then he smiled. "Why thank you. That's a very pleasant compliment."
Yor hid her face. "Hey, don't be embarrassed. You found your husband attractive. That's completely normal. If you'd like, I could keep this style for a bit."
Yor became flustered, looking absolutely cute to Loid. "Now you're just making yourself look more adorable than usual", he said. He leaned in to give his lover a kiss, scratching her chin with the tips of his stubble. Much to the man's surprise, she pulled him in deeper, even adding her tongue into the mix.
Loid pulled away before his hormones could get the better of him. "Now don't get me wrong, Yor. I would love to jump into this bath and have my way with you, but Anya is still awake and could walk in on us."
Yor nodded. "You're right. Sorry." Loid chuckled and kissed his wife's forehead, leaving her to relax in the bathtub.
Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Loid was looking at in the mirror at his face. "Huh. I don't actually look that bad with a stubble."
