we must be honest with ourselves. ilya doesn’t have a domesticity kink. ilya has a deep and abiding desperate need for stability in his life. he grew up in a house where it was impossible to please his father, and his father’s moods controlled everyone and everything. his brother is an addict. he went into a career that is notoriously unstable. sure he’s playing in boston now, but tomorrow he could get traded to fucking tampa and there’s nothing he can do about it. he’s in the US on a visa that hinges on remaining employed in a sport where losing teeth and collecting concussions is a given. he’s never had a romantic relationship last more than like three days. the only person he can really rely on in his life is svetlana. and its like he said. everybody always wants more from him. more money, more effort, more time. its like he’s trying to build a house, but people keep stealing the lumber before he can even finish framing out the walls.
so. when ilya meets shane. a guy who is extremely easy to read. a guy who is a terrible liar. a guy with a routine for everything and a real estate fetish and a very neat investment portfolio. with his reliable british jeep and his practical athletic wear and his repetitive diet. guileless, responsible, predictable shane hollander, who has to be coaxed into asking for what he wants, who rarely ever asks for more than what ilya gives him, who asks ilya if he’s okay like he genuinely cares. AND he laughs at Ilya’s jokes, and has a wicked mean sense of humor that makes ilya laugh in turn, and rides that thang like he wants to die on it. like. Jesus Christ. Of course he fell in love with that. Of course his favorite thing in the whole wide world is shane nagging him about leaving his dirty socks next to the couch, or shane folding the laundry, or shane’s color-coded google calendar where he’s scheduled an hour-long block for sex every day. of course he loves leaving the socks out on purpose to piss shane off and add a little je ne sais quois to the sex that night. its like testing a mathematical equation that always spits out the same beautiful answer.
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