The Man from U.N.C.L.E.
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They’ve traversed almost the whole of SantaLand at this point, and the elf just visible at the front of the line, directing children to Santa, is a sight to behold. Good lord, he’s beautiful. His blond hair peeks out from under his jaunty elf-cap and falls softly over his forehead, framing his exquisite features, but perhaps the most intriguing thing about him is the fact that, unlike every other elf they’ve seen, he’s not smiling. He’s not even trying. His mouth is fixed into a hard line, and he greets every guest who gets to the front of the line like they’ve personally wronged him.
Napoleon’s not sure what it says about him that he’s halfway in love with the guy before he can ever seen the color of his eyes.
(1 million words challenge holiday edition, prompt: “Crush on the hot elf at the mall Santa display”)
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- Part 18 of Tumblr Fics
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Napoleon notices that he’s never seen Illya fall asleep before him. He tries not to take it personally. (And he absolutely fails.)
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Just a few snippets of (mostly) Gaby stealing sweaters and shirts.
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The first thing he hears, as the front door opens, is giggling.
Or pointless OT3 fluff because why not. -
Maybe we could be a symphony (and maybe I could learn to play) by Elisexyz
Fandoms: The Man From U.N.C.L.E. (2015)
23 Jun 2021
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Illya knows what’s coming. He wishes he didn’t dread it as much as he does.