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Shane hummed softly, pressing his toes into Ilya's calf with an affirming touch. "I am just sharing my health app with you. It's attached to my watch."

Ilya lifted his head, face scrunched in confusion as he looked over his shoulder at Shane. "You are trying to make me get healthy app? I told you team physical was good."

"No, it's not for you to join the app. It's the information from my watch, so you can see mine too," Shane explained, holding up his wrist as if Ilya needed a visual of his smart watch to understand.

Ilya was quiet for a moment as he sat up, untangling himself from the blanket wrapped around him and shifting Anya off his legs. "Thank you for sharing with me, but why do I need this?"

Now it was Shane's turn to be quiet, eyes dropping to his lap as the wayward string coming off one of their throw pillows suddenly became very interesting.

"I am not saying I do not want it, but why do you want to share this with me? Do I need to watch your numbers? Was your physical bad? Shane, please-"

"No! No, of course not. I am perfectly healthy. I promise," Shane rushed out, leaning over so he could take Ilya's hand. "It's just..."

Ilya shifted closer, squeezing Shane's hand for reassurance. "You know I will not be mad, Солнышко. I will be more upset if you keep something from me when it is bothering you."

Shane took a deep breath and finally met Ilya's eyes again. "I could tell you were stressed earlier when you got home from your appointment and couldn't find me. You looked a little panicked, maybe, when you woke me up from my nap."

"Shane..."

"I don't want you to feel that way, especially since I know you can't help it. If you had my health app on your phone, you could have seen that I was asleep. You could have seen my heartbeat. I just thought it might help."

Ilya's jaw clenched in that telltale way, trying to hide that he was holding back tears. He brought a hand around the back of Shane's head, pulling him closer to give him an appreciative kiss.

Still seeming to be without words, Ilya leaned back to reach for his phone, bringing Shane with him so he didn't have to lose contact. He unlocked his phone and opened the invitation message to Shane's health info.

"Show me how to use it," Ilya requested quietly, placing his phone in Shane's empty hand. "пожалуйста."

Shane nodded with a shy smile, feeling satisfied with making the right choice. "Of course, baby."

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Дорогой - darling

Солнышко - sunshine/little sun

Happy Anniversary

What is it about Shane that you love and were drawn to? He is hyper competent at this one thing. He’s stereotypically masculine in a lot of regards. He’s a kind person, and he’s so overtly Canadian. He’s harboring something that he thinks is a career-ending secret because he just doesn’t have the emotional maturity or societal maturity to sort of understand what his own queerness means. To him, it’s most likely detrimental, which is the wrong assumption to some degree, but it shatters his own idea of what his masculinity is, or at least it cripples it. And yet, he still never harms a fly. (via The Hollywood Reporter)

I maintain that Ilya was not trying to make them boyfriends the day of the tuna meltdown. That whole thing was just him being incredibly indulgent and hedonistic. He viewed having a sleepover with Shane Hollander the way other people view coke-fueled orgies. To him getting to make food for, cuddle with, just make out with where it doesn't go anywhere, and wake up with Shane Hollander is a dreamlike extravagance and a high that other people go to vegas for. Which should have been a good clue for him that he did in fact want Shane to be his boyfriend. But that wasn't the point of the sleepover.