LOVE IS YOU
Just a series of drabbles, some larger than others based on the Gallya relationship and prompts from my friends. They're not in any type of chronological order. Please do review! And don't hesitate to say if there's any prompts you'd like me to cover :)
PUBLIC DISPLAY OF AFFECTION
At first when Gaby and Illya became an established couple, you would not have been able to tell. Not unless you were Napoleon Solo and you had to spend a lot of time around them. The stolen glances, the quick kisses when they thought he wasn't watching, just being so cute together curled up on the sofa it was almost sickly. These were the things you'd see only behind closed doors.
But as the time went on they became more public with the displays of affection and much to Napoleon's surprise it was down to Illya.
When they were out just doing normal things during their downtime Illya would take hold of Gaby's hand. At first she would look away nonchalantly and quickly find a way to free up her hand by busing herself with something else such as looking through her purse. Napoleon noticed it which means Illya definitely did. But the Russian didn't give up, he didn't get annoyed when Gaby took her hand away he just waited for the next opportunity and clasped it again. Soon enough Gaby became seemingly more comfortable with the hand holding and a few times would even initiate it herself.
Although, Napoleon recalled one time when they had been drinking things were much different. It was Gaby who went all out with the PDAs. One evening in a hotel bar after a few too many drinks she walked straight up to Illya who was at the bar, tugged him down by his collar and kissed him like there was no tomorrow. The cute red head that had been standing next to Illya didn't know where to look. And a couple of drunken men shouted 'get in there' and wolf whistled. When they finally surfaced for air Illya went as red as his skin would let him. Something he would later deny this when Napoleon teased him over it.
But after that incident Illya quickly regained the upper hand. During their casual handholding sessions if they stopped say at pedestrian crossing or to look in a shop window, Illya would try to plant a kiss on her and even if he couldn't get her lips he'd kiss her forehead or her cheek. She'd smile sheepishly and look around. Most of the times Napoleon would pretend not to look but occasionally he'd make them both blush and tell them to 'get a room'.