Belonging - A Little Drabble Do Ya! - May 30th

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Throughout his life, Illya Kuryakin had never quite felt as though he’d fitted in fully with whatever social group he’d found himself in. It wasn’t that he actively distanced himself from people, just that it was safer to keep himself remote. All that changed when it came to his involvement with U.N.C.L.E.

Despite his taciturn demeanour, he soon found himself enjoying the company and friendship of several different people.

Entering the commissary, he smiled broadly as Napoleon, Mark, and April waved him over. It had taken many years, but he had finally felt as though he was somewhere he belonged.

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Comments

[gevr.livejournal.com]

aawww, nice one !

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you, so much :-)

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

Perfect.

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you :-)

[laurose8.livejournal.com]

A nice pov, which adds poignancy to his leaving.

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you :-)

[alynwa.livejournal.com]

Oh, I really like this!

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thanks you so much :-)

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Home... Well done!

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you :-)

(Can you guess what my inspiration for this little tale was?)