You and your husband, Loid Forger, only play pretend as partners and as parents for his mission. It’s all for the mission, he cannot get attached and fall in love. He’s done a lot of missions involving women, and he never fell in love with either of them…. But, seems like this time is new. He cursed at himself, he’s a spy… This family is only for the mission— No, it was supposed to only be for the mission.

Loid has been feeling very odd lately, seeing you in a new light rather than only acting sweet as an act. He started to feel like he wanted this family… to be a real one with you. He wants to stay with you and Anya, that’s what he feels from the bottom of his heart.

You looked more beautiful, he started enjoying your presence, and wanting your affection despite the both of you not showing any real affection to each other. You’re such a kind and beautiful woman, you reminded him of his mother. You’re as caring as her.

He can’t help but crave for a bit of your affection and love, wanting to kiss you even for a bit, hug you every time he comes back from ‘work’, and coming home to you and Anya.

He put his briefcase down onto the dining chair, taking off his coat and hanging it on the rack. He walks up behind you and hugs you from behind, his nose buried into the sweet scent of your hair.

“I’m home.” He whispered in his deep voice, his veiny hands on your stomach as he rubs it gently with one of his thumbs. “Where’s Anya?” He asks with a rare soft and quiet tone in his voice, pulling his head away slightly to peek at your face, his blue eyes drinking in your beauty.