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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Have you read And the Waltz Goes on (The Man From U.N.C.L.E.)?
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Summary: “You need to learn how to waltz.” Napoleon notes with some amusement that Illya stiffens immediately, comically folded up in the chair in Waverly’s office as he is. His knees are nearly even with the armrests, pants just a little too short and turtleneck just a little too big, as if he doesn’t quite realize how large he is—when Illya catches him staring, his upper lip peels back from his teeth, fingers curled tight into the chair. Napoleon only grins at the snarl aimed his way. (In which Illya needs to learn how to dance and Napoleon is, of course, recruited for the job.)
Author: anacoluthons
fighting in a public restroom in west berlin (romantically)
I HAD to do it, y’all. (insp. [with original meme], insp.)
Absolutely hated working with you, Peril.
If they’re straight then why do they look at each other like that
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