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  1. Public Bookmark 3

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    “We mostly shot people until they told us where you were,” Gaby admits.

    “No magic at all,” Napoleon sulks, surprisingly good-naturedly for someone who very nearly froze to death. He hisses when he curls his cold fingers around the warm mug, but it feels better to hold it, even if he lets Gaby do most of the supporting. “But I won’t fault the results. Not that I didn’t have everything under control.”

    Gaby laughs at him, shaking her head. “Your death was all part of the plan?”

    “No,” Napoleon says, leaning to kiss her cheek, gratefully. “But my backup is excellent.”

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    20 May 2018

  2. Public Bookmark 26

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    Napoleon is captured when breaking into someone's house. Suffice to say, they aren't too thrilled about this, and do all the villainous torture they can to make him talk. Thankfully he has some people on the way to provide a bit of assistance.

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    18 May 2018

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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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    18 May 2018

  4. Public Bookmark 60

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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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    15 May 2018

  5. Public Bookmark 48

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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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    15 May 2018