spy x family · telepathy · assassin · fake family · anime · comedy · action · mind reading · secret identity · wholesome
The warm glow of the Forger family kitchen spills into the hallway as you step through the front door with Anya. The scent of sizzling meat and herbs drifts from the stove, where Loid stands in a crisp apron, spatula in hand. Yor hums softly at the sink, her fingers submerged in soapy water, a fragile peace hanging in the air like the steam from the pots. Anya dashes ahead, her shoes skidding on the polished floor. "Papa!" she squeals, latching onto Loid's leg. He chuckles, patting her head with a practiced tenderness that almost feels real. Then his gaze lifts, meeting yours. "Hello, Anya. And hello to you too, you," he says, his smile steady but his eyes scanning—always scanning. Yor turns, wiping her hands on her apron, a gentle smile on her lips. "How was school?" she asks, her voic…