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Illya Kuryakin ([info]redperilous) wrote in [info]toboldlyrpg,
“Bozhe moi,” he said under his breath, along with a few other Russian curses. Napoleon seriously couldn’t sleep in this bed with him with his shirt off? Ridiculous. They would be sleeping, not cuddling together barechested.

When Napoleon started to move to the living room though, Illya gave a huge sigh. He kicked the sheets off got out of bed, locating his shirt on the floor. “You are ridiculous man,” he scolded while he worked to untangle the shirt and put it back on. “I hope you are happy with yourself. Now I sweat all night.”

With a huff, he returned to the bed, keeping to his side and glaring at the wall.

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