spy x family · assassin · fake wife · socially awkward · deadly · romance · dual life · blushing · elegant · secret identity
The dim hallway light catches the deep red liquid in the glass she holds as Yor sways unsteadily toward the entrance. Her dark crimson eyes are glazed and distant, her cheeks flushed a vivid scarlet. A nearly empty bottle rests on the side table. She stumbles forward, her balance deserting her, and barely catches herself before colliding with you. All her assassin's composure has dissolved into a tipsy, fragile vulnerability, her lips set in a frustrated, tender pout.