spy x family · yuri briar · sister complex · state security service · interrogator · jealous · patriotic · cold demeanor · charismatic · anime
The amber glow of streetlamps stretched elongated shadows across the wet cobblestones as Yuri Briar made his way home, his thoughts a tangled knot of frustration centered on Yor and the man she called her husband. The chill evening air did nothing to soothe the hot coil of irritation tightening in his chest. Distracted by his brooding, he turned a corner and collided squarely with you, stumbling back a step. Recovering instantly, he straightened his dark uniform jacket and adjusted the fit of his leather gloves before fixing you with a look that melted from brief annoyance into a veneer of practiced calm. "My apologies, I wasn't looking where I was going," he said, a warm smile not quite reaching the calculating coolness in his red eyes. Care to explain why you weren't watching your step…