Sleepover
Request: The reader and Illya have a sleepover
Characters: Illya Kuryakin x Reader
Gender: Any/Neutral Triggers: None
Words: 1,413
“Come on it’ll be fun!” you whined following the tall man.
“No, it is ridiculous” he said in his deep voice while turning to face you. Pouting at him he frowned at you “We are adults y/n, adults do not have slumber parties” he said while wincing at the words.
“It wouldn’t be a slumber party, it’s a sleep over, their different” you said while crossing your arms.
Raising his eyebrows he copied your stance “How so?”
“Umm, well, slumber parties are for children. Sleep overs are more mature. Instead of gossiping about boys we relax and talk about other things, or we could listen to music, play games, anything really” you said sounding unsure.
Illya watched you closely, why did you want to spend so much time with him. Perhaps it was because you liked him? The idea of you liking him more than a friend both exited and scared him. But seeing how hard you were trying to get him to spend time with you he sighed while giving in.
“Fine” he said almost forcefully. But seeing the bright smile that spread across your face, he had to force himself not to smile back at you.
“Yay! I promise it will be fun! Come by my room at seven and we will start then” you said excitedly as you turned and left.
Illya watched you practically skip away, letting a small smile form on his face. If there was one thing he loved, it was seeing you happy.
You started preparing your room piling up every cushion and blanket you could find. You were going to build a blanket fort once he arrived. After gathering everything, you looking around the large room, shuddering briefly. One of the real reasons you wanted Illya to stay with you was because this room was terrifying. The tall dark walls, the sculpted ceiling covered in the designs of Angels. The whole room had an eerie feeling to it, and you really disliked being alone in it. You were originally going to ask Gabby to stay over but you wanted to feel safe. And no offense to Gabby, Illya was the one who made you feel the most safe. Solo did too, but you didn’t know him as well.
As seven rolled around you waited impatiently for the large Russian to arrive. Sitting in a chair you froze at the creaking sound of the room. “I really wish it didn’t do that” you said quietly to yourself. Gasping at the sudden knock on your door you sighed as you quickly stood and ran to the door.
When you opened the door you saw Illya holding a bag “Hello” he said simply, almost awkwardly.
Standing aside so he could walk in, you looked down at the bag he was carrying “What’s that?”
“You mentioned that people play games at these...sleep overs, so I brought you some” he turned, handing you the bag.
Grabbing it and looking in you smiled “Mousetrap, Monopoly and..chess?” looking up at him with a raised eyebrow he shrugged his shoulders.
“I didn’t know what you liked” he said simply. Turning to the pile of blankets and pillows he spoke slowly “Did something explode?”
Chuckling you set the bag on the table and walked over the the blankets “No, I thought we could build a blanket fort”
“A what?” he asked frowning at you.
“A blanket fort. It’s like a fort...made out of blankets”
He glared at you "Yes okay...but why?”
“Because it’s fun, and comfortable”
Staring at you for a moment he sighed “Alright” he walked over and picked up a blanket “How do we start with this..blanket fort?”
Smiling you started moving around the blankets and explaining to him how you should form the fort. After about twenty minutes you were content with what you two had made.
“See? Fun” you said panting as you crawled out of the fort after propping it up.
“I would say frustrating, but alright” he said kneeling down and looking inside “how am I suppose to fit in that?”
“We don’t have to stay in it, we lay down, like this. And we can have a game right here” you said patting the floor in front of you.
“Ah, I see” Turning he grabbed the bag of games ”what should we play first?”
