Dear Loid, (Loid Forger x Reader)

EXPECTATIONSxREALITY

Anya was practically foaming at the mouth after discovering that her potential Mama was smoking rich. I mean hell, even with her unusually plain face she still was glowing. Her life couldn't get any better!

(Y/N)'s life couldn't get any worse.

She felt as though someone had reached their hand down her throat, and tugged her soul out.

Well, "Why?" you might ask.

It's because (Y/N) (L/N) was officially a Forger, and that meant that she was moving into their home.

However, that also meant that people(workers) would have to enter her apartment and experience her PIGSTY. Which she was NOT proud of.

The workers grimaced as they picked up her dirty clothes and threw them into boxes.

Loid stood behind her, his arms crossed. His icy blue eyes staring down at the workers pack up her things, when suddenly, his eyes locked on a bin of letters. They sat underneath her unpacked desk, and atop the desk sat a paper and quill; How old fashioned it was.

He couldn't help but chuckle fondly, remembering memories of his childhood that was stripped from him.

"So, when you move in, you won't be living like-" he glances at the mess, nodding his head towards it, "this, now will you?" He asks his wife.

His wife.

Something about that phrase made his stomach jump, but he shook it off.

"O-oh! Of course not! The clothes are my costumes from my gamb-" A pale hand is slapped on (Y/N)'s mouth, her eyes going wide at the contact.

It stung.

She stares at him with furrowed eyebrows before her eyes go wide in realization.

"Rambling therapy classes! Yup! They advised me to leave my clothes everywhere and never do laundry, only buy more when I need. And if I get hungry, just order food. If I cook just leave the pan, and- oh, I'm doing it again.."

(Y/N) chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of her head. Strange stares from the workers burned her back.

She gnawed on her lower lip, silently praying for someone to kill her.

Loid had to stifle his laughter, bringing a fist up to his mouth.

She swatted his chest with the back of her palm, "Knock it off.." She mumbled, embarrassment etched into her soul.

Loid placed his hand on her head, patting her with a gentle smile on his face, "Yeah, yeah, my bad."

"Well, anyways, let's get headed to the car, yeah? I think I might die watching them pick this up." She told him in a hushed tone. The blonde nodded, leading her towards the suv.

She blinked twice, her eyebrows suddenly furrowed and her lips pressed tightly. Loid unlocked yhe drivers side, and was about to hop in when suddenly, his eyes caught sight of the strange looking (Y/N) who looked as if she was inspecting the vehicle.

"How did you get an exact replica of the car?" She asked, pointing at the car.

He swalloed hard, (Y/N) look notice of this when she saw his adam's apple bop.

"I-uh, it's a company car. They provide them at work so it was just easy to get another one." He explained, smiling at her.

When she shrugged, he couldn't help but sigh. 'She's got sharp eyes'

Moments after, she opened the passenger side of the car, and entered, plopping into her seat.

She kicked up her feet onto the dashboard and reclined her seat, pulling on the lever.

"I understand that you're getting comfortable, but please put your seatbelt on." Loid told her, it was almost as if he was talking to a child, which angered the woman. But, she kept her cool, clicking her seatbelt into the buckle and sitting up.

"Thank you." He whispered under his breath.

(Y/N) glanced at him, her eyes practically shining when she answered back, "You're welcome." She said, just as softly.

The two sat in silence, Loid occasionally tapping his fingers on the steering wheel to fill the silence.

He glanced at her every once in a while, the awkwardness was slowly killing him.

Loid fiddled with everything he could get his hands on. His rear-view mirror, shifting it left and right, his car keys, his own thumbs.

For what felt like an eternity had finally ended, the married couple exited the car with relief washing over them.

"Papa, you brought back Mama!!" Anya cheered, clearly ecstatic with the newest addition to their family. (Y/N) felt her heart swell hearing the words 'Mama' come from the young girls mouth.

"Yes, I did Anya." Loid tells her with a small smile, glancing at her.

"Well, anyways, Loid.." She began, blinking. "Where's the bedroom?" She asks, smiling.

"Oh, it should be right down the-"

Anya cuts him off, "Anya will give you a tour of your new home!" She exclaims to her mother, bring her small hands to her mother's larger ones, leading her to her own bedroom.

Loid grabs the air as if to stop them from leaving, but the doorbell rings.

"Oh, that must be my things. Just bring it to the room and then we can unpack later." (Y/N) says, scurrying off, hand in hand with Anya.

Anya opens up the first bedroom door, it creaks open, something that (Y/N) took notice of.

The small child shows off her bedroom. "This is Anya's bedroom!"

(Y/N) looks around in 'awe', for the child's convenience. "What a lovely room, Anya!" (Y/N) claps, smiling down at the pink haired girl.

However, she is taken aback when noticing that Anya was squinting at her intently with furrowed eyebrows, almost as if she was judging her.

"Anya?" She called out, patting the girl on the head.

She jolts, blinking rapidly before staring up curiously.

"A-anyways, Anya's room is the best of the best!" She tells her, her voice cracking.

Anya then leads her out of the bedroom towards the living room. Spy wars, her favorite television show at the moment, was playing on as the tour continued.

"And, theres the kitchen." She smiled, not making eye contact anymore before scurrying off to watch her show.

This has never happened before to Anya, and it startled her. 

She stared at her flustered Mom, staring at her as Loid showed off the marriage certificate. But still, the same issue had occurred.

She couldn't read her mind.

A/N: So.. where was I for the past month and a half. Great great GREATTT question!! Well, i can answer all as quickly as possible.

I've been here the entire time, slowly writing little by little. Because i lost motivation?? Nah, i'm just lazy asl. But, i'm back, i'm probably gonna post a new chapter next week, because school starts next Tuesday so what better way to start school than to write up a juicy fanfic