Prompt: Illya has fallen for you and he’s afraid to admit.
Warnings: none (?)
Word Count: 1,145
A/N:So this is my first The Man From U.N.C.L.E. fanfiction but this fandom needed more fics asap. Preferences, ships, one-shots, drabbles, etc. are available for all characters. Requests are open!
Illya sat on the king-size bed, his legs crossed at the ankles with the chessboard on his lap. His blonde hair was slightly disheveled and his eyes were sharp. He turned at the sound of the water stopping and swallowed nervously, but continued with his game anyway. Illya could hear the soft slap of your feet on the bathroom floor and he couldn’t help but look up again.