𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙶𝙴𝚁𝚂

chptr 1,,''

The Forger family had just adopted a dog, named Bond. Anya had been saved by it recently from attempted kidnap. Over that time, Anya had grown a "bond" with it and they had kept him as theirs.

"PEANUTS!" Yor had came back with the groceries and as she was unloading, Anya was peering over and saw her favorite brand of peanuts, even though she liked all of them. Anya had ran over to Yor and tugged on her shirt and then the bag. She rummaged through it until she had found them. "Anya-San! There were suppose to be a surprise!" Anya had given Yor her smug face and giggled. "Sorry mama, Anya loves peanuts." Yor sighed and Anya ran off to share some with Bond as she turned on the television and her favorite show was playing, Spy Wars. Yor never knew why she was so obsessed with it, but she never said anything. She just wanted to keep Anya energized and happy. Yor started to store the groceries and she looked at the clock. 5:13PM, Loid hadn't come back home yet. She wondered, Where's Loid? Is another one of his patients lost his control and stated to go crazy? She just hopped he was okay, he didn't want anything to happen to her husband. As she thought about this and stored the vegetables, she started to recollect her thoughts and realized how selfish she was. How could you just care about him for your cover, Yor? He's still a person, a human. Somebody different to you, at least. Whenever Yor had talked or hand any physical interactions with Loid, her heart fluttered and she was flustered. She still wasn't sure how this happened but she would always have Anya come save her with her clumsy actions or just being herself. Yor continued to hum to herself as she stored the goods. Just then, the door had creaked open and closed again.

"PAPA!", Anya had yelled in joy, as she ran over to her father, Loid Forger. He's hugged her back as he smiled. Yor came out of the kitchen and greeted him. "Welcome back, Loid-San! I just came back with the gro-" She looked at him in the eyes, and had noticed several bruises and scratches on his face, and his eye bags. Yor let out a soft gasp and ran over to the bathroom, took the first aid kit, and had ran back as Anya kept going on and on about Spy Wars and what had happened to Princess Honey. Loid didn't have any real interest, he just smiled and nodded at every single word that Anya had said. Yor opened up the kit and had taken out a few bandaids and open them. She grabbed Loid and had him sit down. Loid was confused for a second, until he had realized. The bruises, scars, scratches, ripped up clothes. Yor held his face with her palm and started to plaster the bandaids on. Yor murmured something as she did. What the- what is she doing? Loid was puzzled but had turned a light soft pink. He already sensed what Yor was doing, just trying to aid him. But, why was he trying to not stare at her, and trying to not blush so hard?

Yor looked at him and said, "Loid? Are you ok? You're bruised and your pink!" She gasped and covered her mouth, "Did one of your patients hurt you?" Loid looked at her in confusion but snapped out of it in seconds. "Oh-uhm..nothing too hard. He had just went through...some, uh..trauma? Yeah, trauma. He had said something about his wife and kids. He was sent to an ambulance later because he had staggered and dropped to the floor and froze." Yor frowned and touched his ear. "Are you sure you're ok? I can get something to help your lips-" "NO! I-Uh.." "Yes?" Yor looked puzzled and touched his forehead. I can tell if something had happened to his brain or not, I've seen many explode or move slightly before from my brutal attacks. Anya's head started spinning and fell to the floor, legs opened and arms laid, while Bond started to lick her.

"Hopefully you are ok Loid-San." "Yeah, I am..Thanks for watching out, Yor." Loid forced a small smile, trying to ease her and also because she genuinely cared. Yor blushed again and again, Anya was dazed on the floor and she ran over. "Miss Anya! Are you ok? Anya-San!" Anya came back from the dead and jolted up. "MY BRAIN! ANYA DOESN'T WANT HER BRAIN MOVED!" Yor quivered at Anya running and the thoughts about brains. "Anya!", Yor had yelled as she went to go look for her.

Loid was just staring into space and then snapped out of it. Why did I freeze when Yor came close and cupped my face? You're a spy, Twilight! The top spy! So stop thinking about that.. But he couldn't, Loid's head paced around and he kept thinking about Yor..her soft hand, and gentle touches. Loid was sure that he had went delusional because this behavior wasn't likely of Twilight! This hadn't happened before with a bunch of other women for missions. So why would Yor be different and actually distract him? Loid got up and went to go check on the other two.

Later at 6:26, Loid was making dinner as Anya continued to watch Spy Wars. Yor was in her room, thinking about her next mission. This mission required her, a lot of other ones that needed her she couldn't attend because she was busy with her family. But this one was serious. Apparently, somebody by the name Roger Gibberson, had done some crucial work on children and anybody who he had made enemies with. The thought of his work didn't affect Yor though, as she had to do this at a age of 11. But it was only for people who deserved it, not people who he had simply envy. This mission was around late 11:00-12-00AM, so she had to sneak out or make some believable excuse so if Loid had catch on, she had something worthy to say. At the end, she just decided to go with that she had received a text by Yuri, and she had to go check on him. Loid would surely understand. Plus, if he didn't, she couldn't blame him. He was an only child.

Loid had set up the table and invited Anya to come eat. Anya jumped along and sat down waiting for the food. Loid set it out and it had looked better then ever. Loid looked around and didn't notice Yor anywhere near them, so he placed down the food and told Anya to started eating. He went to his room to first of all check she wasn't there (which she obviously wasn't.) Loid just wanted to make sure, Yor could've snuck in and saw all of his important files and documents. So he went to her room and knocked on the door. "Yor? It times to eat, are you ok?" No response. The room was totally silent. With the door closed, you could even hear the crickets. He turned the knob and slowly opened the door. He saw Yor on the bed asleep, Wow, is she really this tired? She can survive 8 hours of work but can't even keep up with 1-2? Loid didn't mind though, in fact, he had walked in and closed the door. He sat down near her and touched her hand, Cold but soft. And then again, Loid was back in his trance about Yor. He really needed to stop this, after Operation STRIX, he would have to depart from the Forgers, meaning to leave Anya and Yor. He wasn't even sure why, but it was the rules. One rule not followed and he could be kicked out thr next day. He snapped out of it and lightly tugged on Yor's shirt. Yor slowly started to move around and soon woke up. She was still half asleep, touching his cheek with her palm. "Loid?" Loid blushed as she started to touch his hair. Sooner or later, Yor had woken up and realized how she was petting Loid. "AH! I'M S-SORRY, LOID!" She tucked her hair behind her ear and blushed. Luckily, it was too dark to even spot it. Loid giggled lightly with a "It's alright, Yor. Don't worry about it." "MAMA AND PAPA ARE FLIRTING!" Loid blushed again and the both of them had yelled back "NO WE AREN'T!"

Word count : 1471

A/N : Sorry, this chapter didn't have any pov on any of them. one of the chapters will def have one though. have a good day/night!