It all started with a smile. [The man from U.N.C.L.E]

His laugh slowing down and it halted to a full stop. That was when I realised, he was staring at me. Small smile plastered on his face, and it touched his eyes. He was smiling at me like the way he smiled at them, at his comrades and best friends, his family. But this smile was slightly different. I blushed.

"What ?"

"Nothing. It's just your smile." He said and leaned in closer, his nose inched away from mine and he held my face with his hand, his thump hovering at the corner of my lips. This was the first time we were this close. I can feel his warm breath on my face, his heat radiating from his body and that scent of him, he always smelled like as if he has been in the wood for so long. And it sent a wave of safeness, like a promise of so many thing ahead. For a moment there I lost in his blue, beautiful eyes and the way our breathes matched that I envied those women that got to be this close to him, to feel his warmth embraced them.

"What's with the way I'm smiling?" I whispered and I stared at him, looking for an answer. But he just shook his head and moved away. I almost let out a heavy sigh when his scent left me.

"They were definitely worth waiting for." He replied.

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When a mission went wrong and somebody got hurt. Little did they know, it was just a play of the man upstair to fix the wounds of two people. With a spoon of sadness, a cup of dangerousness and a little bit of a smile to fix their soul and maybe a bit of love to tie them up because maybe, just maybe, they were each other missing piece.

[Napoleon Solo x OC]