The Man from UNCLE One Shot

Your job wasn't exactly a conventional one and that didn't leave much room for some form of social life.

Well, you weren't one to go out anyway but Napoleon took every available opportunity to go out and get drunk.

That usually left you and Illya to figure out your evenings together.

You weren't one to turn down time alone with Illya. A lot of people always perceived him as brutish and difficult to handle, but you rarely dealt with that side of him.

It had been a while since you had come to terms with the fact that you had feelings for Illya, but you'd never said anything about them due to the fact that you two were colleagues and he was never likely to feel the same.

Most recently U.N.C.L.E had been sent on a mission in Italy.

An arms dealer was making big waves out there, and your bosses had decided that U.N.C.L.E needed to interfere or at least gain some more intel on the inner circle and workings.

Gaby and Napoleon had been paired up, same way you and Illya had been – but Napoleon and Gaby were posing as siblings, whereas you and Illya were posing as a couple who had become engaged recently.

Whilst Napoleon and Gaby were trying to get on the inside of the dealer, Illya and you had been tasked with his associates.

It was difficult to be 'engaged' to a guy when he didn't even know you genuinely had feelings for him.

You and Illya had gone out for lunch, partly for something to eat but also because Napoleon had mentioned that an associate frequented the little café.

The café was right on the riverfront, meaning you and Illya had a table by the sidewalk and looking like nothing more than a couple enjoying their time together.

However, you could tell that Illya was on edge but not because of the mission, more so because of the fact that an Italian waiter constantly kept hitting on you.

Illya had already made a point of holding your hand across the table and angling your hand so that your, albeit fake, engagement ring was visible.

You could recognise the signs of one of his episodes coming on so you were beginning to get worried.

"Illya?"

He looked over at you, his hand still holding yours but said nothing.

You sighed slightly and got up from your chair before crouching down next to Illya.

Placing your hand on his leg, he turned to face you.

"Please, you need to calm down."

He began to shake more, and your words weren't having any form of effect on him.

You decided on throwing caution to the wind as you stood up and pressed a kiss to his lips, feeling him relax almost immediately before he responded to the kiss.

With the two of you being lost in the moment, you both forgot about the fact that you were supposed to be observing the patrons of the café – however the kiss was helping your cover.

Once you pulled away from him you wanted to panic but you knew you couldn't.

Despite this, a look into Illya's eyes and the reassuring squeeze he gave your hand made you smile.

The rest of the afternoon passed smoothly and without any more incidents.

As the two of you got up to leave, Illya tucked your arm through his and threw some money down for the bill.

"Can I ask you a question?" Illya spoke up after a few moments of silence.

You turned to him with a smile on your face. "Of course."

"Why did you kiss me?"

"You were in the beginning of an episode, and nothing I was doing was helping so I went for a straight distraction."

He smiled at you, leaning to press a kiss to your temple. "It was a distraction that I very much enjoyed.

~*~

Written by Hannah.

Tumblr Request