Dear Loid, (Loid Forger x Reader)

23RDxYEARxANNIVERSARY

Chuckles and laughter filled the quiet streets.

(Y/N) was drunk, holding a bottle of booze to her chest. In her other hand was a sack of money, much smaller and lighter than the one from the other day.

Her face a dark shade of red, making her (s/c) colored skin turn a darker shade. She had a drowsy smile, her eyes closed as she skipped through the streets.

Not a care in the world.

Her happy-go-lucky mood soon turned sour as she saw his doppler ganger walking in the dark, hands buried in his pockets. She shouted at him, pointing at him accusingly with a bottle of booze.

"HEY! HEEEEEEEEYYYYYY!" She screamed, her legs wobbling as she tried to steady herself, continuing with her interrogation once she's steadied herself.

Her brown jacket swaying; She shoves her booze into a hidden inner pocket of the coat without him noticing before pointing again.

"Why.. why do we keeee

                                                 eeeee

                                                                eeeee

                                                                               ep! Keeeeeeeep ! KEEEP!.." (Y/N) was truly drunk. She couldn't even say a simple word such as keep.

Hell, she could hardly keep her eyes open.

"KEEP! WHY DO YOU KEEP FOLLOWING ME?!" She shouted, wobbling with every step she took as she neared closer and closer to the spy.

"Pardon?" Loid asked curiously, eyes closed with a smile on his face. His head was tilted to make himself seem more.. softhearted.

Sweat dribbled from the side of his face down his cheek, the woman hobbling closer and closer.

"You. Hard. me."

Loid chuckled at the girls out-going behavior. It was the same when they were kids. "Hard?" He murmured, staring at her.

Then, she said it.

The name he sworn to run away from. She was probably the only ordinary civilian in the world to know Agent Twilights first and last name. His birth one.

And it felt so right coming from her mouth, yet so wrong for calling him that.

"..looks juusstt like ya.." She mumbled, in front of the man before flopping flat onto her face.

"Hey! Ms. (L/N)?!" He shouted, worried for the woman's well-being, crouching down to her unloving body. Loid sighs in relief, her soft snores filling his ears as he flips her on her back.

Her eyes shut, revealing her relaxed features.

"Hehe.. money.." She mumbled, snoring with a snot bubble coming from her nose. Though a disoriented sleeper, she was.. tolerable for the most part. Maybe because she was included in about every single one of his memories as a child.

Loid stared down at her for a moment, them looks around. "You better thank me when you wake up." He grumbles, lifting her up from the dirty ground.

Loid stares at her, and though his facial expressions are seemingly emotionless, his mind is going moving 20,000 miles a minute.

He had so much that he wanted to say, but even if he could, he wouldn't know where to start.

'How have you been?'

'Where were you?'

'What happened after the-'

'No,' He told himself, shaking his head to rid him of any thoughts about the war. And, to put her in that position of reliving such traumatic events, and knowing he would have to do the same.

He released a shaky sigh, walking towards his newly purchased home with a maiden in his arms.

"Bare with me for a moment.." He mumbles, opening his unlocked door.

The two entered his home, (Y/N) limp in his grasp. Her hair dangling down as he swings her left and right from his arms.

Loid wastes no time walking into his bedroom and placing her down on his bed. Her coat is sprawled out on his bed sheets, revealing a large lump within the hidden pocket of her coat.

He grows curious, glancing at her peaceful, sleeping face then back at lump. He irks, carefully digging his gloved hand into the hidden pocket.

His face deadpans, his hands holding an empty bottle booze. Cerulean eyes drag over to now smiling woman, really staring at her figure.

She wore a white blouse, first couple buttons undone, only revealing the hem of her bra and (s/c) flesh. An ebony colored pencil skirt accompanied her blouse along with black heels, to which Loid could only come up with one conclusion.

She just came back from work.

A gasp resonated throughout the room, her (e/c) eyes staring at the sky colored ones. Her plush lips parted, eyes wide.

He could chuckle if it weren't for their awkward situation. She looked like a deer in headlights, though, it seemed like she was still drunk due to the fact that she hasn't moved yet.

Loid lifts one of his gloved hands, waving it over her unchanging face.

Nothing.

Not even a blink.

He lifts an eyebrow, staring into her eyes once more before accidentally glancing down at her unbuttoned blouse, the part that revealed her flesh.

It wasn't his fault, it was like a magnet!

"Pervert." A childish yet soft voice calls out, staring at him with half lidded eyes.

His face broke out in fever, face flushed as he tried to explain himself. He was crouching on the ground, hands resting at the edges of his mattress.

Stammering, Loid explains, "I-I! It was an accident! I didn't mean to, it's just that when you were asleep-"

(Y/N) raises an eyebrow, lazily grinning to reveal her fangs, making her seem even more childish.

(Y/N) humming, "Hmm? When I was asleep?" she inquires teasingly, swinging her legs off the bed. Her (s/c) colored legs resting at either side of his face, his head resting in between them.

Still smiling, she asks, "What were you doing to me while I was sleeping, eh?" Her head tilting downward.

"No-no! This is a misunderstanding, damnit!" He tries to explain.

(Y/N) giggles; She can't tell if its the alcohol or the pure adrenaline of being in someone else's bed, but she finds herself closing her legs, Loid's head trapped as she stares down.

Both sides of his cheeks are smushed, his eyes wide.

"Pervert.." She whispers, before taking the bottle from his grasp before flopping back on his bed, passing out once more.

Loid is flustered to say the least. His hair was left disheveled and unruly.

He rakes his hands through his blonde-ish locks, getting up and straightening up his jacket, pulling it's ends. He got up, walking to the door but stopped before fully exiting the room, glancing back he stared at the sleeping woman once more.

"I can't ask her to be my wife.."

At (Y/N)'s home, on her desk was one last packaged letter, and holding it down was an untouched glass of gin.

On the outside letter read the title, '23rd Year Anniversary.'

"Especially not today." Loid muttered, walking off to fix up the couch for him to sleep up.

A/N: I truly believe, that the more I write the shorter the chapters get. My goal is to get at least 2000 words in a chapter, but from the looks of things I think that'll be a while.

Besides that, enjoy the newest chapter, and don't forget to vote/comment! You can also DM me for requests on certain characters, of course it has to be a show I've watched. But, if it's not, I'll skim through the manga and get to it! Summer Vacation started today for me so I'll have- as I like to call it, all the time in the world!