(Special / Long Video / 3m 12s) Yor Forger (ヨル・フォージャー) + Loid Forger (Twilight) | Confessing love / update / Preview
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The soft glow of the floor lamp cast a warm golden halo across the room. Anya’s bedroom door was left slightly ajar, and the sound of her steady, peaceful breathing drifted gently into the living room. On the coffee table sat two glasses of red wine and a simple plate of snacks.
Loid Forger sat on the sofa, his tie loosened and shirtsleeves rolled up to his forearms. He casually closed a “file” (in reality, it was spy intelligence, but tonight he had no desire to keep pretending). Rubbing his brow, he looked up and saw Yor Forger walking in from the kitchen, carrying the last slice of cake.
Yor (cheeks faintly flushed as she set the cake down on the coffee table, her voice soft yet tinged with nervousness): “Loid, today… thank you for going shopping with me. I know you’re exhausted from work, and I still made you pretend we’re a loving couple… I’m a little clumsy, and I was worried I’d be a burden to you.”
Loid (his gaze softening as it lingered on her face, the corners of his mouth curving into that signature calm smile—though this time it carried a touch more sincerity): “A burden? Yor, you’ve never been a burden. On the contrary… these past days, it’s only because you’ve been by my side that I’ve finally felt like a real ‘husband.’ Not for the mission, but… I’m starting to lose track of where the act ends and where reality begins.”
He reached out and gently took her wrist, pulling her down to sit beside him on the sofa. The moment their fingertips touched, both of them paused, yet neither let go.
Yor (her heartbeat quickening, eyes darting away but unable to stop glancing back at him, her voice growing softer): “Lose track of… what? I… I feel the same way. Every time we pretend to be intimate, my heart races so fast. It’s not because we’re acting… it’s because I really like being like this with you. Coming home, cooking, waiting for you to return… it feels like a real family.”
Loid’s fingers slowly slid over the back of her hand, gently caressing it. The air in the living room seemed to thicken.
Loid (his voice low and deep, eyes intense, as though shedding every last defense for the first time): “Yor, I’ve always told myself this was just a perfect disguise. But now… when I look at you, I’m not acting anymore. What I want to protect isn’t just the ‘mission’—it’s you. And this family we’ve built.”
He raised his other hand and tenderly tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear. As his fingertips brushed her cheek, Yor trembled slightly but didn’t pull away. Instead, she leaned in closer.
Yor (eyes sparkling, a shy yet brave smile on her lips): “Loid… I feel the same. I’m so afraid that once the mission ends, we’ll… we’ll stop being husband and wife. But right now, I really want to tell you… I like you. Not as part of the act. It’s real. I like you so much.”
Their gazes locked, their breathing gradually falling into the same rhythm. Loid cupped her face in his palm, his thumb gently stroking her lower lip. Yor’s face flushed a deep cherry red, yet she bravely pressed her forehead against his.
Loid (voice husky, filled with long-suppressed longing): “Yor… I can’t keep pretending anymore.”
He leaned down and captured her lips in a gentle yet resolute kiss.