8 Works in Napollya

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    The way to an U.N.C.L.E. agent’s heart is through his stomach; or: how to cook for – and fall in love with – your partner in ten easy steps.

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    Napoleon taps him on the shoulder in Istanbul and Illya almost punches him.

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    "So congratulations, Peril," Napoleon drawled, looking so amused that he could see it was literally setting Illya's teeth on edge. "You have the supreme good fortune of getting to kiss me senseless. Now be a good sport and put your hands on my backside, would you? I'm beginning to feel neglected."

    In which the boys have to go undercover as a couple, with Napoleon having a whale of a time while Illya isn't sure whether to knock Napoleon's teeth out or kiss him.

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    Napoleon has had an absurd soulmark since birth. It is faded grey, like all soulmarks are until one’s soulmate speaks the words, and scrawled along the inside of his forearm. He wears a band around the mark, because he does not want anyone to try to say it while he is on the job; luckily, a lot of people cover theirs, so he never stands out. Illya, for example, also wears one, and he has no idea what Illya’s soulmark could be.

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    Napoleon was used to seeing all sorts in his shop: harried office types who knocked back their espressos before grabbing a long black to go, bored housewife types who took their lattes heavy on the syrups and low on the fat, tourists who ordered their coffees topped with whipped cream as they embraced a certain vacation-based joie de vie, college kids simply looking for a cheap caffeine fix while they took advantage of his free Wi-Fi.

    Six foot five, blond and leanly muscled, on the other hand, at seven in the morning and with the most delicious jawline Napoleon had seen in days, was certainly a first.

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    Or: The modern day coffee shop AU in which Napoleon makes Illya all kinds of coffee except for Illya's actual order, and things aren't all quite what they seem to be.

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    "Would you like anything else, sir?" The girl behind the counter, (Gaby, her sky blue nameplate reads) smirks, actively smirks at him. "And no, you can't have his number."

    "What if I simply wanted to give my compliments? “ Gaby considers him for a moment, then the line of women behind him.

    "You got 15 minutes?" Technically Napoleon doesn't, but he's not about to go rushing back to Victoria's fits of rage regardless.

    AKA the one where Illya is a hot baker, Napoleon is in love and Gaby is entertained.

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    "You want to know how I fuck?" he growled into Solo's ear, "Fine. I'll show you how I fuck."

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    “I’m going to regret asking this but for the sake of my sanity…are you by chance ill?” Napoleon queried taking a cautious step closer. He kept himself out of striking distance because Illya’s temperament was legendary for a reason and it wasn’t a good reason either.

    “If you do not leave, I will skin you alive,” Illya managed and Napoleon would’ve attempted to act suitably scared if Illya’s voice hadn’t cracked in the middle of his threat. As it was all he managed was something that sounded suspiciously like a coo.

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