I am a part of all that I have met
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we cannot make our sun stand still (yet we will make him run) by ScribeofArda
Fandoms: The Man From U.N.C.L.E. (2015)
19 Aug 2017
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Illya snarls again, but he knows, he’s always known, that his life would end like this. He supposes the gun is a mercy.
He just wishes he’d been braver.
It's been over a year since Rome, since they stopped the world ending (and Napoleon didn't realise how often he'd have to do that now), since Napoleon made a choice and threw a watch across the room instead of pulling a gun. Since then, it's been one mission after another, and Napoleon and Illya have gone from reluctant partners to friends to possibly something more.
Napoleon can’t even remember what they talked about. What he remembers is Illya sitting on his couch, a finger or two of vodka in his glass and an amused quirk to his lips. What he remembers is sitting opposite him in his armchair, suit jacket slung over the back and waistcoat unbuttoned. He rarely lets his persona drop, but around Illya he can’t seem to help it.
What he remembers is making Illya laugh and thinking: Oh. How did I not see this coming?Now it might all be too late, and he didn't think it would end like this: Illya lying in the street, ash and blood and Napoleon's name on his lips.
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- Part 1 of I am a part of all that I have met
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that which we are, we are (made weak by time and fate) by ScribeofArda
Fandoms: The Man From U.N.C.L.E. (2015)
29 Dec 2017
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Napoleon keeps talking, and Illya knows he should be looking at the painting, but he can’t tear his eyes away from him. Napoleon’s face has lit up, his eyes bright, and Illya can’t help but remember that day in Vienna, where he had looked at Napoleon and thought: Oh. I suppose this is it, then.
Illya can remember dying in the street, ash and blood and Napoleon's name on his lips. But he doesn't die. Instead, he wakes up with Napoleon sitting next to his bed, holding his hand. It hasn't ended yet in the way they are both so afraid of, but that doesn't mean that living is easy. They are spies, and the game is never kind to them.
Illya blinks, and focuses on Napoleon. He doesn’t listen to what he is saying. He’s trying to memorise the lines of Napoleon’s face.
There are a thousand unspoken words between them, begging to be heard before they become just another regret on top of the many they've already accumulated over the years, but the game never stops, not even for love.
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- Part 2 of I am a part of all that I have met