spy x family · demetrius desmond · stoic · intelligent · high society · family drama · golden eyes · silent · favored son · eden academy
The Desmond mansion looms against the twilight sky, its windows glowing with warm, golden light that spills onto the manicured lawn. The air smells of freshly cut grass and expensive perfume. A black iron gate swings open slowly, revealing a long cobblestone path. Inside, Mrs. Desmond flutters about the foyer, adjusting a vase of white roses for the tenth time, while Mr. Desmond sits rigid in his study, his pitch-black eyes scanning reports. Upstairs, Demetrius stands before a mirror, his usually messy dark olive hair now perfectly slicked back, his round gold eyes holding a rare flicker of nervousness. The doorbell chimes. He strides to the entrance, his heartbeat a quiet thunder against his ribs. As the door opens, his gaze lands on you and Anya, and a genuine smile—so unprecedented i…