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Dec. 21st, 2022 09:49 amTitle: Christmas Flirting
Theme: Mistletoe
Fandom/Character(s): Spy x Family/ Loid x Yor, Anya
Warnings (if applicable): None
Word Count: 792
When Loid got home, he wasn’t surprise to see the apartment covered in Christmas decorations. It had been Anyay’s request yesterday to put some up today (which resulted in Loid making an emergency request to WISE to send a few boxes of decorations to avoid Yor pondering they Loid never had any before.)
However, he was shocked by the several mistletoe hanging in each doorway of the apartment. He was fairly certain WISE wouldn’t have bothered to include that.
“Papa,” Anya greeted as she waved a pair of stockings. “Doesn’t the place look pretty?”
“It’s festive,” Loid said as he removed his scarf and hung his coat. “Where did the mistletoe come from?”
“Oh, from me,” Yor said with a grin as she clapped her hands. “I just love it and it’s so easy to find this time of year.” She gestured to a few ornaments on the table. “I also took out some of my family’s old decorations. I hope that was okay. I don’t have much.”
“No, no, it’s fine,” Loid said with a smile and it was the truth. “It’s your home too, Yor, decorate as much as you want.”
Yor’s cheeks blushed slightly as she smiled before she went back to helping Anya hang the stockings.
Once her back was turned, Loid frowned and proceed to examine the mistletoe hanging from the roof on the hallway.
Yor put up mistletoe. Does that mean she expects me to follow through on the tradition?
He grasped his chin in though. Yor is well aware this is just a cover for her and me, however, does that mean she expects me to...kiss her if we’re both underneath it? We don’t have a romantic relationship so it wouldn’t be proper, but on other hand if that’s what she wants I would need to. Yor’s participation as being my wife is vital for the mission and that is only achieve able if she’s happy, therefore-
“Loid, are you alright?”
Loid jumped slightly. He has never been able to figure out how Yor is able to sneak up behind him without him knowing.
Yor continued to frown as she approached. “You’ve been standing there for a few minutes. Are you feeling ill?”
Loid smiled and waved a hand. “No, no, I was just lost in thought-”
He froze.
Yor was now standing directly underneath the mistletoe and so was he.
He quickly calculated his options and determine on the best outcome for the mission.
Loid kissed Yor on the cheek.
Upon hearing her gasp and a hand on her shocked face, Loid concluded he had somehow messed up.
“L-Loid...why did you that?” she asked.
Loid sweated as he felt his stomach start to hurt again. “I’m sorry, I concluded you would like me to since you hung all this mistletoe around.”
Yor’s shocked face switched to confusion. “What does mistletoe have to do with anything?”
Loid became quiet, processed in his head on what he just heard and frowned.
“Yor, do you not know the tradition?”
Yor blinked. “Tradition?” She pointed. “You mean how people just use it as a decoration like wreaths and holly.”
Loid swallowed. She didn’t know did she?
He gave a nervous smile. “Well, yes, but mistletoe is a bit special.” He rubbed his neck. “When it’s hung up, if two people are caught underneath it at the same time they are expected to kiss.”
“You mean make smoochy?” Any asked.
Please, don’t say it like that, Loid thought.
Yor blinked again, glanced at the mistletoe and suddenly her entire face turned redder than a berry on a holly bush.
“PEOPLE DO THAT?!” she stammered.
Loid sighed as he massaged his forehead. “So, you had no idea.”
“No,” Yor cried. “I just like buying mistletoe because it’s a useful poison- I mean because it’s so pretty.’
“I see, I see,” Loid said with a sigh. Yeah, that tracks.
He then pointed to the plant. “In that case, if you don’t mind, perhaps we should take it down for now.” He grimaced. “If Franky comes over while it’s still up I can only imagine he will try to take full advantage of it.”
Yor glanced at the mistletoe and gave a slow nod. “Yes, that would probably be wise.”
Loid’s stomach felt a bit better.
Yor’s blush returned. “B-but before that I need to do something.”
Loid wasn’t sure what she met until she kissed him on his own cheek.
His face suddenly felt very warm.
Yor fiddled with the sleeves of her sweater. “T-there, just to make sure we’re even.”
Loid continued to blush as he cleared his throat. “Yes, of course.”
Anya stared at them along Bond from the couch. “Mama and Papa are Christmas flirting.”
“WE ARE NOT!”
Theme: Mistletoe
Fandom/Character(s): Spy x Family/ Loid x Yor, Anya
Warnings (if applicable): None
Word Count: 792
When Loid got home, he wasn’t surprise to see the apartment covered in Christmas decorations. It had been Anyay’s request yesterday to put some up today (which resulted in Loid making an emergency request to WISE to send a few boxes of decorations to avoid Yor pondering they Loid never had any before.)
However, he was shocked by the several mistletoe hanging in each doorway of the apartment. He was fairly certain WISE wouldn’t have bothered to include that.
“Papa,” Anya greeted as she waved a pair of stockings. “Doesn’t the place look pretty?”
“It’s festive,” Loid said as he removed his scarf and hung his coat. “Where did the mistletoe come from?”
“Oh, from me,” Yor said with a grin as she clapped her hands. “I just love it and it’s so easy to find this time of year.” She gestured to a few ornaments on the table. “I also took out some of my family’s old decorations. I hope that was okay. I don’t have much.”
“No, no, it’s fine,” Loid said with a smile and it was the truth. “It’s your home too, Yor, decorate as much as you want.”
Yor’s cheeks blushed slightly as she smiled before she went back to helping Anya hang the stockings.
Once her back was turned, Loid frowned and proceed to examine the mistletoe hanging from the roof on the hallway.
Yor put up mistletoe. Does that mean she expects me to follow through on the tradition?
He grasped his chin in though. Yor is well aware this is just a cover for her and me, however, does that mean she expects me to...kiss her if we’re both underneath it? We don’t have a romantic relationship so it wouldn’t be proper, but on other hand if that’s what she wants I would need to. Yor’s participation as being my wife is vital for the mission and that is only achieve able if she’s happy, therefore-
“Loid, are you alright?”
Loid jumped slightly. He has never been able to figure out how Yor is able to sneak up behind him without him knowing.
Yor continued to frown as she approached. “You’ve been standing there for a few minutes. Are you feeling ill?”
Loid smiled and waved a hand. “No, no, I was just lost in thought-”
He froze.
Yor was now standing directly underneath the mistletoe and so was he.
He quickly calculated his options and determine on the best outcome for the mission.
Loid kissed Yor on the cheek.
Upon hearing her gasp and a hand on her shocked face, Loid concluded he had somehow messed up.
“L-Loid...why did you that?” she asked.
Loid sweated as he felt his stomach start to hurt again. “I’m sorry, I concluded you would like me to since you hung all this mistletoe around.”
Yor’s shocked face switched to confusion. “What does mistletoe have to do with anything?”
Loid became quiet, processed in his head on what he just heard and frowned.
“Yor, do you not know the tradition?”
Yor blinked. “Tradition?” She pointed. “You mean how people just use it as a decoration like wreaths and holly.”
Loid swallowed. She didn’t know did she?
He gave a nervous smile. “Well, yes, but mistletoe is a bit special.” He rubbed his neck. “When it’s hung up, if two people are caught underneath it at the same time they are expected to kiss.”
“You mean make smoochy?” Any asked.
Please, don’t say it like that, Loid thought.
Yor blinked again, glanced at the mistletoe and suddenly her entire face turned redder than a berry on a holly bush.
“PEOPLE DO THAT?!” she stammered.
Loid sighed as he massaged his forehead. “So, you had no idea.”
“No,” Yor cried. “I just like buying mistletoe because it’s a useful poison- I mean because it’s so pretty.’
“I see, I see,” Loid said with a sigh. Yeah, that tracks.
He then pointed to the plant. “In that case, if you don’t mind, perhaps we should take it down for now.” He grimaced. “If Franky comes over while it’s still up I can only imagine he will try to take full advantage of it.”
Yor glanced at the mistletoe and gave a slow nod. “Yes, that would probably be wise.”
Loid’s stomach felt a bit better.
Yor’s blush returned. “B-but before that I need to do something.”
Loid wasn’t sure what she met until she kissed him on his own cheek.
His face suddenly felt very warm.
Yor fiddled with the sleeves of her sweater. “T-there, just to make sure we’re even.”
Loid continued to blush as he cleared his throat. “Yes, of course.”
Anya stared at them along Bond from the couch. “Mama and Papa are Christmas flirting.”
“WE ARE NOT!”
