The Sly Russian - Short Affair - 28th March 2016

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Prompts - Pronounce/Yellow
Word Count - 389


It was Illya’s first day back at HQ following a week and a half of sick leave. He had taken a bullet to his upper thigh, and had only been allowed out of medical after two days on the promise he wouldn’t show his face at work for at least two weeks. Naturally, Illya was bored after just two days. He endured six days of being trapped in his apartment before he was on the phone begging to be allowed light duties. Dr Barrie didn’t have the strength to deal with the Russian’s constant calls, and after two days he relented. Illya was allowed back, but wasn’t permitted to do anything more strenuous than paperwork.

Knowing that driving would be difficult for him, Napoleon had volunteered to drive Illya to work and was surprised at how easily he was walking. The Russian had a slight limp, but you’d only see it if you were looking for it. Solo remembered having a similar injury himself and had it had taken a month for his gait to normalise. As they walked through the corridors of U.N.C.L.E. Napoleon noticed that Illya’s seemed to become much more pronounced whenever they passed groups of women.

Nothing about Illya’s demeanour called out to the ladies, but they all looked at him with absolute sympathy. If anything, Illya’s body language was pretty much saying what it usually did, ’don’t bother, I’m not interested’.

When they reached their office, Napoleon waited until his partner was comfortable before confronting him with an accusation.

“You, Illya Nikovich Kuryakin, are a fraud!”

Illya peered at him through the yellow-tinted glasses he had just put on.

“What are you talking about?” he asked, showing no emotion.

“As if you don’t know,” Solo stated. “You’re deliberately playing on your injury to elicit sympathy from the ladies. And you’re always saying you have no interest in dating the girls here.”

Illya tried not to smile, but he couldn’t stop himself.

“As an agent, I do what I must to get what I need,” Illya told the American. “But, it isn’t for dating purposes.”

“Okay, I’ll bite. What are you up to?”

“Well, if the ladies think I can’t get to the commissary without pain, they’ll bring tea and food to me.”

Napoleon’s laugh was loud and explosive.

“You’re one sly Russian, Tovarisch.”

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Comments

[jkkitty.livejournal.com]

Big smile, yes the food is far more important than the date to Illya

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Absolutely. Food comes first :-)

[laurose8.livejournal.com]

Thanks for an entertaining fic, with Illya at his most feline.

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much :-)
Tis is exactly the trick a cat would pull to get what it wants.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Hahahaha! Clever girl and clever Russian. What he'll do for food. Well done cuz!

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you :-)
He's a smart man, LOL.

[rose-of-pollux.livejournal.com]

Ha! Illya has his priorities in order!

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

He certainly does :-)

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

You're sly to think of it. I would definitely bring him whatever he wanted.

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Me also, and he wouldn't even need to be injured.

[lindafishes8.livejournal.com]

illya's always sly when it comes to being fed. Nice fic!

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you :-)
He knows how to play his strengths :-)

[spikesgirl58.livejournal.com]

Hey, as an agent (and an actor), he knows how to play to his audience. Great job.

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you :-)
He does what he must.

[meneleth.livejournal.com]

Hahaha! Illya, you sly dog!

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

I think he could show Napoleon a thing or to about women :-)

[gevaudan1986.livejournal.com]

Haha! Smart Russian!

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

He is that :-)

[pfrye.livejournal.com]

Funny. I can see it. Aloof but pathetic at the same time...I'm sure he could pull it off.

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

If anyone can pull it off then its Illya Kuryakin :-)