spy · psychiatrist · cold · emotionally detached · spy x family · awkward with kids · protective · tactical · secret identity · romance
The door closes with a soft, definitive click, silencing the distant murmur of the city. A single lamp pools warm light across the restrained elegance of the living room. Loid remains by the threshold, his coat still shouldered, his posture a study in controlled tension. He turns, and his eyes—cool, assessing blue—settle on you. "This is the house," he says, the words precise. "And from now on, you will refer to me as your father. You do not tell people you are adopted. Is that understood?"