October 1, 19XX
5:20pm
Yor walked into the living room, putting her coat on the hanger.
Anya stood up from her small pink chair, "Mama's home!"
The little girl ran towards her mother, raising a paper for her to look at.
"Good job Miss Anya!" she patted her daughter's pink hair, "I knew you could do it!"
Anya smiled, happy to receive praise on her test score and proud that she improved.
Loid smiled at the scene, he stood up and walked toward his girls- no his 'family'.
"A 46 certainly is an improvement from the 10 you got last time but its still not a passing grade"
"Eh!", Anya froze suddenly
Yor looked at Loid lovingly as she smooths Anya's hair, the sparkly green glow returning back to her eyes, "Loid, don't say that. She tried her best and got better. She will get to 100 next time"
Loid smiled, getting scolded by Yor filled him with a warm- 'Focus Twilight' placing a hand on Anya's shoulder he moved his gaze from his 'wife' to his 'daughter'.
"Yor is right, as always. I hope to see that-"
His gaze moved back to Yor as quickly as it shifted to Anya, "What happened here"
Swiftly he placed his hand to her neck narrowing his gaze over a quarter sized red dot..
Her skin bubbled under his fingertips, his eyes examining the other side, tossing her hair to the back.
'I told him to be careful'
"There's only one, how did you get this bruise?"
'His fingers feel warm, I wonder how they would feel on my-'
"Papa, what's a hickory?"
Skinship gone, his focus shifted to Anya.
Yor's skin down to her shoulder's blushed a bright red. Now was not the time for her lewd thoughts, especially in front of her daughter.
Loid answered, "A hickory is a type of tree Anya"
"During work, I was pressing my fingers to massage my neck and it seems I might have used too much force"
Loid nodded, 'Knowing her strength that sounds plausible'
They walk together past the foyer, she stopped as they walked a little ways past the couch, "I'm going to take a shower before I join you two if you don't mind"
"I'm going to start on dinner soon so take your time" his hands on Anya's back gently guiding her back to her spot so they could continue with her studies.
June 1,19XX
6:00am
"Good Morning Yor"
"Good Morning Mr. Stephan"
Bond faithfully at her side he sits knowing these two will have a brief conversation like the three mornings before today.
Stephan, always the conversationalist, asks "How are you this morning?"
"I'm doing fine, today Bond woke me up, I guess he really wanted to walk this morning." she smiled politely, Bond's accompanying 'Woof' made the pair laugh.
"Why wouldn't he when he has such a pretty owner" he returned her smile with his own, he stood up and adjusted his cap on his head.
"How is your morning? You're not feeding the birds today?"
He shook his head, "I decided that maybe it wouldn't hurt to change my routine and get in a little exercise"
Her eyes glittered with excitement holding her fists in front of her, "I promise you, you will enjoy it. It really helps to clear your mind!"
"Would you mind if I join you and Bond?"
Puzzled, she searched for an answer, "I understand if you feel uncomfortable with the idea" when her silence lasted a bit too long for his liking.
"No, it's fine. I was just thinking if you would be comfortable with me since I don't usually start conversations"
"Oh, don't worry about that!" he waves his hands in front of him, his smile disarming, "I can talk for the both of us"
"Than I invite you to join Bond and I on a walk around the park"
Her hold on the red leash tightened a bit.
'It's best to be on good terms with the people in this area right?'
October 1, 19XX
6:00pm
Yor came out of the bathroom in a white turtleneck sweater dress, walking into the living room.
Anya laid her back against Bond's shiny fluffy white coat of fur, her eyes looking over a 'Spy Wars' comic.
Loid is chopping vegetables, tasting the soup broth, using his mental timer he took the noodles off the stove.
Feeling a pair of eyes on him he turns, cocks his head to the side smiling warmly.
"Yor, dinner is almost ready. You can help me by setting the table"
She complied, moving toward the cabinet she brushed elbows with Loid.
"I'm sorry" she squeaked 'Yor, you're making the same mistake like the first time Yuri came over. A normal wife doesn't apologize when touching her husband'
A small smile appeared on his lips, "It's fine" he reached his arm above her to get cups.
"Anya, dinner's ready" Loid called out for his 'daughter'
After dinner was in their respective stomachs Anya sat down in her usual spot to watch the new episode of 'Spy Wars'.
'Princess Honey…you need to give me the 'Pretty Pretty Honey' key…'
'Why would you need it Bondman? You can visit me anytime'
The married 'couple' sat inches apart on the couch, Loid deep in thought while Yor is engrossed in 'Spy Wars' as much as Anya was.
'You need to help me Bondman, 'The League of Evil' hypnotized me into thinking they were you!'
"Yor?"
'No! You can't go alone! We have to call reinforcements! I don't know what I would do without you!', Tears ran down Princess Honey's face
"Yes?", she didn't spare him a glance.
'I took the 'Pretty Pretty Honey' key and now you will be trapped outside FOREVER!'
"Turn your back to me"
'I will get back Princess Honey's key to the castle no matter what happens to me!'
Without losing focus she did just that, jolting when she felt large hands on her shoulders.
"I'm sorry, is this uncomfortable? I wanted to try massaging your shoulders so you don't hurt yourself again"
His gentle voice awoke the butterflies in her stomach and of course they decided to contract and take flight in there disturbing her heart in the process.
"It's fine" she muttered, "continue."
'You think you alone can defeat us!? How can one lone spy even think to accomplish that!'
His nimble hands draped over her shoulders while his thumbs rested on the top of her tense nerves.
"In order for this to work you need to relax" he teased
Embarrassed she dropped her shoulders and even though it began as a lie a pinching pain filled her senses,"I know, i'm so-"
"Don't apologize" drawing her muscles upwards with a gentle, consistent pressure.
"How was work, Yor?" pressing the tips of his fingers and thumbs starting at the inside of her shoulders closest to her neck.
She sinks into the couch, leaning into his touch a small hum before answering, "Stressful, the preparations for the contract the city wants to make is getting complicated"
"Well I hope things get easier", rolling her muscles up.
Lips pressed together in a firm line, a barely audible whine.
"Are you okay Yor?" his voice fluttered by her ears laced with concern
"Yes, I'm fine. I just never realized how many knots I had" did it come out correctly? Her brain was too mixed up to tell the difference between the release in tension and his hands trailing down her back to release more of her built up tension. 'It feels pretty. Is it possible for something to feel 'pretty' in the first…place'
"Mama and papa are flirting!" her hands grasping Bond's fur.
"No we are not" he chided, looking over to Yor wondering why she didn't say anything. That was their thing, Anya says 'They are flirting' and they respond 'no'.
Ah. In the brief moment he stopped touching her to reprimand his daughter's flustering words
Yor made herself comfortable on the couch and fell asleep.
"Mama went to sleep" she stood up and walked closer to her, just as she was about to climb on the couch Loid lifted her.
"Anya, leave your mother alone. If you lay with her you might wake her up besides, you know after 'Spy Wars' it's time for bed"
"Mmhm but Papa-"
"Tomorrow might be the weekend but, it's good for your brain to sleep on time"
"Anya hates sleeping on time." she grumbles under her breath dragging her feet to the bathroom to brush her teeth.
The sound of the bathroom sink running Loid inched his fingers close to her face.
'Don't touch her Twilight'
He released a breath he didn't notice he was holding, stood up straight and went to join Anya when she called him.
After reading her a story and tucking her into bed alone he walked back to join Yor on the couch as she slept inches from him, tempting him to stroke her face or remove her headband for her utmost comfort, maybe he should wake her up so she can sleep in her bed.
'It would be an easy decision if this was Anya'
That little voice in his head egged him further, 'A normal husband puts a blanket over her but, a good husband would carry her to bed'
In the end he decided to place a blanket over her and walked to his room.
June 15,19XX
6:00am
"Good morning Yor"
"Good morning Mr. Stephan"
"Not Mr. Stephan, just Stephan", he chided
"Right, sorry. I keep forgetting"
He smiled fondly at her then, Bond "Good Morning Bond"
For almost 3 weeks they have been walking together, never going beyond the boundary of; hobbies, their likes and dislikes, talents, what they do for work.
Together they relished in the feeling of friendship, a step made when Stephan joked;
"You are the most peculiar friend I ever had'', when he asked Yor if she ever heard about anything famous or about luxury brands.
"Friends?"
"Yeah, I mean unless you don't want to be my friend?"
She shook her head, happy that she gained herself another friend.
"I don't understand how you are apart of Mrs. Desmond's mommy club and not know anything about Gucki"
That morning, Yor walked home cheerfully, reveling in the fact that she had gained a friend. So, when she arrived home she did the same thing as when she became friends with Melinda Desmond and told Loid how she had gained a new friend.
"You have a new friend?" Loid was very supportive of his wife making new friends.
Before she could say anything he reiterated how it is good to have new perspectives on the world and to build her circle of friends to make good memories with.
She beamed with confidence at his hopeful words that she could become whatever sense of 'normal' she wanted all on her own without having to ask him for permission.
"So what's her name?"
She shook her head, "It's a man named Stephan"
'That was to obvious Twilight'
It was obvious, although brief, an assassin's eyes take notice of even the smallest gestures.
The moment his lips pressed together in a thin line, she withdrew all enthusiasm.
"Ah, you're right. It's improper for a married woman to have a male friend"
He shook his head, "No, no. It's not that. You can have friends no matter the gender, I'm just overthinking. I know I told you this already when you became friends with Mrs. Desmond: But, I will repeat myself again. You need to be careful not to let it slip that we aren't a real family"
The spark returned to her eyes, "Yes!"
June 26,19XX
7:00am
Yor woke up to the smell of breakfast being made, from the smell alone it was easy to guess it was pancakes; Anya's favorite.
She got out of bed and walked over to their dinner table, Bond and Anya greeted her.
"How was your walk today Bond?"
Yor talked to their family dog like he would answer back and surprisingly, he did. 'Woof' he said, before nuzzling his head against her hip.
Today, she decided to sleep in since Loid's weekend work got back to normal again after a month because as he put it, 'Our office is overwhelmed by patients'. Sure she didn't mind picking up some of his duties minus cooking of course but- well- how could she put it without sounding odd…I guess she missed his company. AS A FRIEND OF COURSE!
Friends, yes, just friends.
However, it didn't occur to her over breakfast that one important thing that slipped her mind.
His name was Stephan, just Stephan waited for her at the same spot for over an hour.
'She's always here. She never missed a day. What happened?'
He fidgeted with himself when she didn't show up for another 30 minutes before he left home.
It wasn't like he knew exactly where she lived or had her phone number.
He stopped in his tracks completely when he spotted a familiar big, white, fluffy, dog with a red bowtie.
Except, the person walking the gentleman-like dog on the end of the leash was not recognizable to him at all.
A blond man wearing light pants, a brown coat with a black long sleeve turtleneck under.
'Who is he? A cousin? Maybe that's not really Bond.'
He walked in their vicinity, the scene changed, no longer was the blond stranger walking the familiar dog but he's...training him to bite people?
Very peculiar to say the least.
'I could just pretend to be interested and ask what he's doing. Or ask what his dog's name is'
He decided to do neither and walked closer just enough for it to be casual.
"Bond, you need to remember that once you bite the target you musnt let go"
'Target? Odd. Is Bond a dog performer?'
'At least now I know that the dog is in fact Bond but, then that would mean…who is that blond man? And why didn't Yor show up like she promised?'
July 1,19XX
6:00am
Bond walked diligently alongside Yor as her two month long friend walked beside his other side.
As much as her faithful companion wanted to smell around and take notice of any squirrels in the vicinity, he had another vision.
Stephan, as Bond had learned, changed sides to walk alongside Yor getting closer than he should. Just to compliment her hair or the earrings she wore everyday.
Bond has seen this scene before when he and Anya stayed over at Becky's house from a show called 'Berlint in love'.
Anya would call it 'shacking up' sure, neither she nor Bonf knew what that meant but…isnt it when a man and a woman get closer?
'Our family already has Loid, why would we need another?'
He shook his head, too bad he didn't really understand what the humans were talking about.
Stephan did just as the prophecy foretold but stopped when Bond moved to that side, they played this game for a while until the man decided to stand in front of Yor, side-stepping the dog to compliment this very pretty woman.
After he said his glittery comments he returned to his spot beside the dog trying to come in between him and his pretty angel in red.
Brimming with confidence he decided to finally ask the big question,
"This might seem like I'm overstepping my boundaries but I couldn't help but wonder, who were those people I saw you walking with last weekend?"
Although he didn't mention to her the last time about the blond man walking, Bond he really wanted to know this time around.
Besides, what use was there to ask when she was happily chatting away about the topic he introduced the Monday after he saw that man. He smiled fondly reminiscing June 28, her enthusiasm to learn things that he started teaching her even when she mixed some information.
The day after and the day after that he couldn't help but fawn over her like…a teacher as his pupil slowly grasps the concept of a first lady.
Yor politely answered his question"Ah, that's my family" she smiled fondly to herself, reminiscing about their monthly family outings.
The pretty trees, the wonderful picnic, Loid's cooking, the atmosphere was so cozy that she had…thoughts.
Her fingers running through his hair as he laid on her lap, maybe she could rest between his legs, maybe she could lay next to him if he was uncomfortable with the idea of surrendering himself to her.
Instead, He laid against some pillows she brought reading a book and she sat on the farthest corner of the blanket he laid for them, focused on Anya as she played with Bond making sure that their daughter didn't get hurt or worse kidnapped.
"Family? Like a long distant cousin? A stepbrother and his daughter? An adopted Younger sister?"
She couldn't help but, giggle at his suggestions, "No, those two are my husband and my daughter"
In that instant his entire perception of her warped.
October 2, 19XX
7:30pm
Yor woke up in her own bed, a piece of hair stuck to her face.
She didn't drink last night so why does she feel a headache coming on?
She groaned, 'How did I get here?'
She squinted her eyes, the light streaming through the curtains.
'I think I woke up and somehow made it here but, where was I before?'
Then it hit her.
Her sleepiness drained from her body, she remembered his hands on her, the rush it gave her.
She blushed as a certain part of her felt warm.
'Maybe…just a little wouldn't hurt'
Just as her fingertips began working against a different type of knot, he knocked on her door.
"Yor, time for breakfast"
"I'll be out in a minute", her voice sounded…strained.
It would be embarrassing to admit to herself but, the sound of his voice sounded heavenly in her current situation but then came a decision; should she continue or should she stop and join her family.
She decided the most sensible thing and stopped, storing away the memory for a later date, most likely after a killing where she felt the most winded sensation and uses many of these small crumbs of affection he rewards her just to unearth it during these such moments where…she needs her 'husband'.
She sat at the table and had breakfast as she did normally with her very normal family.
Did I mention that they are a very normal family?
So when Loid got a call to come into work right at that moment instead of his usual allotted time he bid his forgiveness and went to his room to get ready.
Yor, ever the dutiful wife made her husband a lunch that never failed, sandwiches.
Loid was in a hurry however and it seems he left without his lunch? How would the psychiatrist attend to his patients with a good state of mind if his stomach would be empty come lunch, and she knew how he was when he was occupied with work.
So she did what any other good wife would do, she went after her husband knowing he couldn't have gone too far.
Even if he had, she had the speed and agility to easily catch up to him so, when she left the door and saw that he was close by chatting away with the neighbors about this or that as much as she was relieved that she didn't have to go that far, anxiety started to set in.
'Would they insist that we give our goodbyes like a proper marriage'
She handed her husband a paper bag with his lunch, her voice sweeter than usual, "Have a good day at work, Darling"
Twilight should get demoted for his unguarded reaction, light pink blush peppered his face and ears.
'she kissed me'
He looked at her to check if her expression matched his and…she was smiling but, her skin untouched with blush.
"I love you, be safe" a hand on his cheek
1…2…3…Twilight recovered.
They kissed before; pecks on the lips, light kisses on each other's cheeks, even more on each other's hands.
He placed a hand over hers, "I love you too, darling."
While working a mission, Loid lost focus 2 times.
2 times too many during a reconnaissance mission.
That evening Yor completed her killing in record time.
October 3, 19XX
5:10pm
He whispered against her skin "You looked very cute in that underwear"
Her back pressed against the glass of the shower, the sound of water as it rushed down his back.
He focused his attention on her wet lips once more before continuing, "I would love it if you wore it again for me except, next time don't be so stubborn"
He nuzzled the skin between her breasts, water sticking to them like glue and sucked on her skin leaving her once again with a soft red mark.
He pulled away from her, "What do you want to happen next?"
She looked at him shocked, her eyes searched his face for an answer.
"Don't be shy now, you get to decide what happens next"
He smirked awaiting her next move.
She on the other hand hesitated,"What, You're not going to-"
He smirked and shook his head, she bit her finger for a moment and without saying a word she changed positions.
"I thought you said you were going to be late?"
She was definitely going to be later than usual from her sexual escapade, her usual shower drawn out by a lover that couldnt keep his hands off of her.
October 3, 19XX
5:40pm
Yor returned home to the most wonderful of smells; Loid's cooking, she shed herself of her coat and walked toward the kitchen.
"What are you cooking, Loid?"
Many different smells filled his senses but one his spy senses could not ignore is the mixed smell of a particular soap he remembers using specifically when he played as 'Robert' called, 'Gentleman' released by Vininchi that he ironically used when courting Karen some years ago.
'Is this what I think it is?'
He answers her gently, "I'm making stuffed chicken tonight"
She slides closer to him than necessary, their arms almost touching, "Do you need any help?" her eyes beaming with confidence.
He politely shook his head, "It's fine, you can get changed"
"Okay!" She walks to her room to get changed, leaving Loid to ponder over his new findings.
'There has to be an explanation. Yes that's it, why would you even think Yor would stray away from the marriage Twilight'
A deep frown contorted in between his eyes.
'However, Yor has been acting very strangely'
'Well Twilight, it seems you have another mission on your hands.'
Well thats the end for right now, though I actually have more chapters of this but on AO3.
I thought this site was dead since I didn't get much attention.
On AO3 I do chapter voting like I used to when I wrote here.
However if you want me to continue double posting I can do that to for the commenter that really liked my story.
To my audience of 4 on here I really appreciate your attention 😭
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