#to be fair i didn't feel like editing it now either looool

[heytheredeann]

Whumpuary 2024, Day 13 - "I'm fine."

Tags: Post-Canon, Hurt Illya Kuryakin, Can read as Gen or Slash or OT3, Protectiveness, Mentions of Gaby Teller, (Gaby is not present but Illya is worrying about her all over the place), Implied/Referenced Kidnapping, Worried Napoleon Solo

Notes: This was actually done before the end of January but I really didn't feel like editing a few more times LOL. Enjoy!

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When Illya wakes up, the pain immediately makes him alert. His mind feels slow, his limbs heavy, but he still tenses up, regretting having instinctively opened his eyes when he could have pretended to sleep long enough to study the situation.

Thankfully, the first thing that he manages to put in focus is Solo, and that tells him that he’s safe, if nothing else. The relief is, unfortunately, short lived.

“Gaby?” he forces out of his dry throat, his breathing beginning to pick up when he notices that she is not there.

She was fine, last that he remembers, alive, barely even injured, but his memory grows fuzzy around the last beating, and he knows her, what if she intervened, what if—

“Wow, Peril, I’m fine, thank you for asking,” Solo says, seated right next to his bed, on the edge of his chair to be as close as he can manage. He’s trying to joke, but it sounds a little strained anyway.

That doesn’t help Illya worrying any less, and he tries to convey a please with his eyes alone.

Maybe it was received, or maybe not, but still Solo assures: “She’s fine.” He can feel the but coming. “Well—a little shaken, you know—” He trails off, and Illya does know. It was her first time in this kind of situation, and he knows she’ll shoulder it well, but that doesn’t make it any less frightening. “She’s doing as well as it can be expected,” Solo concludes.

“Not injured?” he asks, because he needs to be sure.

“Barely a scratch.”

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