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periwinkle27.livejournal.com posting in slashthedrabble Jul. 12th, 2009 11:45 pm)Fandom: Man from U.N.C.L.E.
Characters: Napoleon Solo/Illya Kuryakin
Genre: Drabble, Slash
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or any interest in MFU. This is a work of fan fiction and not for profit.
He caught the flash of the gun from the corner of his eye and turned just in time to see his partner, his lover, fall.
His heart caught in his throat. “Illya!” he screamed.
He ran heedlessly to Illya’s aid, indiscriminately shooting at Thrush agents, not caring if he killed them after what they had done to his beloved partner.
He knelt by the Russian’s eyes and was relieved to see his eyes were open and he was breathing.
“Illya,” he breathed. “Never, never do that again.” Fear was in his voice.
He felt Illya’s hand take his and squeeze.
Characters: Napoleon Solo/Illya Kuryakin
Genre: Drabble, Slash
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or any interest in MFU. This is a work of fan fiction and not for profit.
He caught the flash of the gun from the corner of his eye and turned just in time to see his partner, his lover, fall.
His heart caught in his throat. “Illya!” he screamed.
He ran heedlessly to Illya’s aid, indiscriminately shooting at Thrush agents, not caring if he killed them after what they had done to his beloved partner.
He knelt by the Russian’s eyes and was relieved to see his eyes were open and he was breathing.
“Illya,” he breathed. “Never, never do that again.” Fear was in his voice.
He felt Illya’s hand take his and squeeze.
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