An older Napoleon and Illya recall their first impressions of one another.
An established relationship story.
Written: April 2006. Word count: 100.
Tall, well taller than me.
Obsessed with his clothes. His hair. His looks.
Not overly intelligent.
These were my first impressions of my new partner, Napoleon Solo.
Incapable of backing me up.
These thoughts, together with 'why me?' flashed through my mind the day I was introduced to Illya Nickovetch Kuryakin, the man who would be my new partner.
Decades later and still in love, they know just how right and how wrong each had been.
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