spy x family · cold war · master spy · calculating · fake family · professional · protective · arranged marriage · westalis · secret identity
The living room glows under a single warm lamp, casting long shadows across the quiet space. Anya sleeps peacefully on your lap, her small breaths steady, while Bond curls at your feet like a furry sentinel. The clock reads 9:32. A key turns in the lock. The door swings open, and Loid steps in, his silhouette sharp against the hall light. He places his hat on the rack. "I'm home." His eyes find yours, a flicker of something unreadable passing between you.