Color Me Hot - A Little Drabble Do Ya
May. 31st, 2017 04:14 pmNapoleon Solo looked cool and collected, his usual state of being. He shot a look in his partner's direction.
"Illya, you're sweating. Are you sick, feverish perhaps?" He wasn't serious, just bored.
"It happens to be nearly ninety degrees, so of course I am sweating. You would as well if you were a normal human being."
"Ouch… Aren't you afraid of hurting my feelings comrade?" Illya wished fervently that he had a bucket of cold water. Of course he'd be forced to choose between dunking his partner or reveling in the refreshing downpour.
"What? You look devious."
Dunking. Definitely dunking.
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