Coda Drabble to “Chasing the Clouds”. This is just a huge pile of fluff. Thanks to RileyC as always.
Day 6
Illya is all fire and impatience and weird sleep positions. I should have imagined, muses Napoleon. He is lying almost diagonally across their joined single beds, head on Napoleon’s chest, hand grazing his abdomen. Not that Napoleon is complaining.
“Hey..” he murmurs reaching for Illya’s neck, caressing his nape. Illya sighs appreciatively and slowly repositions himself at Napoleon’s side, blindly searching Napoleon’s hand and interlocking their fingers.
“Time to get up, Peril,” Napoleon smiles fondly and before he knows it Illya is rolling on top of him, fierce azure eyes staring into his own, kissing him deeply “Not yet, Cowboy, “ he says quietly with a mischievous smile.
Later they take a car and find a little secluded beach, far away in Palma, where they relax lying down on a beach towel, sunbathing. Before leaving the place, Illya writes their nicknames on the sand and Napoleon laughs and Illya scowls and then they are kissing and, "Let’s get back to the hotel before you get us arrested", grins Napoleon.
In the afternoon they get to the hospital to visit Gaby, bringing a tray of Ensaimadas, which she loves. She is chatty and annoyed about the shoulder plaster and thank god in a couple of days I'll be out of here and she looks at them with a questioning cheeky smile and "What are you guys doing without me?" she asks, and somehow they know that she knows and everything will be fine between the three of them.
