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Yor opened the curtains of the apartment, gazing at the radiant rainbow that appeared in the sky after a stormy morning, now that the sun was breaking through the clouds. Her eyes sparkled at the arch of colors.
"Loid... It's a rainbow... Look," she said with a voice full of energy.
The blond man joined her at the window, one hand on her bare back and the other pressed against the glass, his gaze fixed on the colors. He smiled, hooking his fingers on Yor's side and pulling her towards him, pressing her right side against his chest. He kissed her temple and caressed her skin with his thumb.
"It's beautiful, but not as beautiful as you, sweetheart," she blushed, resting her head just below his shoulder, closing her eyes and smiling.
She hugged Loid, letting herself be lulled by the scent of mint he always emanated, his warmth always comforting. He hugged her back, kissing her face over and over again.
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Red: Forbidden and love.
They both knew this was wrong. A killer loving a spy. A spy in love with his fake wife. It just wasn't something that could be put together so easily.
They couldn't love each other. They shouldn't.
But it was impossible for them to stop now.
Yor was in love, with what he showed her. And Twilight swore he showed her the version that felt most like himself to her and their daughter.
They had shared months of experiences together. They had a daughter and a dog together. Hell, they had even started sleeping in the same room, touching each other like other couples.
He knew her body and every scar on those miles of white skin. Yor also knew the scars on his body and accepted them. They accepted each other as they were.
And Twilight didn't believe he could love anyone as intensely as he loved Yor. She was who he wanted to be with. Her red eyes and black hair left him stunned. Not to mention how in love he was with how sweet she was with Anya, and how nervous he acted around her. Plus, he might have had relationships before, but with Yor, everything felt different.
Everything felt new to him too. Holding her hand when they were having any kind of contact that would overwhelm them both, hugging each other, and just sleeping side by side.
Yor is his home; she gave him a home to return to along with Anya. He wanted this family and no other.
So, yes, maybe for both of them, this relationship was completely forbidden, dangerous, and according to others, it shouldn't be. But she, she wanted him, and he wanted her, and for the first time in so long, they decided to be selfish, they loved each other, and nothing was more important at this moment than having a family together with her.
They chose each other, they kissed, and forgave each other for any lies they had told or things they had hidden.
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Orange: Joy.
For Yor and Twilight, since they chose each other, everything was warm, and they felt very welcomed by their new normality that was working. They were still in their respective jobs, still living in that apartment, and Anya was going to school. The Strix operation was still not over, but it didn't feel as bad anymore.
This was no longer a lie. Yor and he were going to get married for real in a couple of months, they were going to buy a house, and they were going to settle down as a real family. Everything was fine. They were working as a united family to maintain peace. Yor hid the truth from her boss, that her husband was a spy, and Twilight also hid information. Although Fiona was starting to suspect that Yor was an assassin.
However, the news that Yor was pregnant and expecting a baby with Loid filled the house with complete joy, even everyone would discard the possibility that she would be an assassin. Including all this, after the news that she would be the mother of a small and defenseless baby who would need her more time, she resigned from her job as an assassin. She wanted to have a good pregnancy, she wanted her future child to have a mother and not be orphaned like she or Loid were. She truly loved her two children now and would do anything for Twilight to be able to quit her job.
But for now, she was fine with her out of work and safe at home taking care of the baby inside her and providing a safe place for him as well.
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Yellow: Warmth.
Loid spent the nights sleeping with his beloved wife. Before she was pregnant, Loid used to lay on her with his ear pressed against her chest on his left side, listening to the slightly accelerated beat of her heart, feeling her comforting warmth as she ran her fingers through his scalp from top to bottom humming a song. The song that Loid asked her to sing over and over again until he finally fell asleep on her chest, and she too.
However, now that Yor was starting to not be able to sleep on her back or not sleep all night, it was Loid's turn to take care of her. He rubbed her back with his palm gently to ease her back pain, taking her to the bathroom every time she felt nauseous, hugging her when she felt too cold, arranging her body in bed with cushions around her, and singing the same song to Yor, one hand rubbing her belly and the other her cheek, relaxing her until she was so drowsy that she let sleep overcome her and take her to such a state of tranq hoyuility that she babbled in dreams.
She wasn't having nightmares, and even in her dreams, she was with Loid by her side. Which Loid deduced was her safe place as much as she was his.
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Green: Life.
After months, their baby was with them, with Loid's blond hair, the little one still didn't open her eyes to see her parents, but Loid was sure she had Yor's red eyes, but she wanted her to be an exact copy of her dad. Blue eyes like the sea and so deep that he could easily get lost in her gaze. Her husband would pay for her to have her wife's personality, sweet and kind. But those were things that only her upbringing and life would define over time.
Therefore, Yor and Loid gave her the name: Sofia.
Their little one was the most energetic in the house. Much more energy than Anya even, she moved her hands and legs without any pattern, besides her laugh was authentic when she heard her dad talking to her. But above all, when Yor held her in her arms and rocked her from side to side while singing, she fell asleep within minutes.
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Blue: Freedom.
It wasn't until his little happy daughter and wife were back at home that Twilight realized what he now had. What he could now lose or how his death could devastate three people and a beautiful dog with his departure. Simply the thought of not seeing Anya, Yor, and Sofia anymore caused him chest pain.
So for the sake of all of them, he quit his job as a spy, it was complicated, Nightfall believed he had a say in his decision and when he found out that Yor had a child with her, he almost started an action to completely remove Yor from his life, it wasn't until Sylvia completely understood the situation that she defended Yor and supported Twilight with his decision. He completely removed Nightfall from their lives, and Twilight legally adopted the name Loid.
And for the first time in so long, he felt so free that he wanted to hug his wife and daughters until his arms and legs went numb. He swore his cheeks could hurt from the smile he had on his face. He was free. A free man with a beautiful wife waiting for him at home with his two daughters and a dog.
So he went home. He ran to the room where Yor was probably rocking Sofia in her arms while breastfeeding her as Anya was playing with Bond. The room of their newest family member. He approached his wife carefully not to disturb their daughter and kissed her on the lips for a long time, giving her kisses on her cheeks and forehead clarifying that now he was Loid and only Loid.
The father of those two girls and the husband of the most beautiful and sweet woman he knew.
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"What's your favorite color?" Yor asked, looking at the rainbow when she stopped burying her face in his neck.
"I think you can figure that out just by looking at my wife... She has red eyes and almost always wears a red sweater that looks very good on her."
Yor smiled broadly, blushing softly as she extended her lips to her husband for him to kiss her again. However, he asked:
"And yours? What color do you like?" he murmured.
"Yellow and blue... You should see my husband... His eyes look like the sea."
"I love you Yor," he leaned his forehead against hers.
"I love you Loid," they smiled at each other.
