Shane Hollander makes me Feel Good ^ :D

Shane on the other hand talked a mile a minute. He was always babbling and bubbling about one thing or another. He was a yapper.

As they got older, Ilya realised that it’s simpler to hide in the spot light and that it’s easier to get away with things when he’s loud. It’s whole another kind of invisibility, hiding in plain sight, everyone sees him, believes they know him, but they only know the parts he allows them to see.

Shane became quiet. He figured out that people didn’t want to listen. He understood people find him more likabke when he’s quiet. So he keeps his thoughts to himself, doesn’t talk, doesn’t make people uncomfortable by having too much information to share and not knowing when to shut up.

Fast forward to the cottage. They’re sitting on the couch, Shane’s legs in Ilya’s lap as he waves in arms around, talking excitedly about something. And Ilya, Ilya just listens. He doesn’t interrupt him, doesn’t tell him to stop talking. He enjoys not having to be the one talking for once, actually. There’s a small smile dancing across his lips as he listens to his boyfriend (boyfriend!!!) yap about beavers, their importance for the ecosystem and how they became the national animal of Canada.

It’d taken Ilya a while to forgive JJ. To even consider giving him another chance. He didn’t mind so much that JJ was a jerk to him, but the way he’d acted towards Shane? Yeah, that had been a lot to swallow. However, Shane had asked him emphatically to try his best, so Ilya was here, trying his…well, trying a little.

The thing was, it wasn’t that bad, having lunch with Hayden, JJ, and their significant others. Not because JJ was particularly exciting, but because sometimes, Shane spoke French. And yeah, Ilya had heard it referred to as the language of love before, but fuck, hearing it come from Shane Hollander’s mouth? Delicious.

That, plus the fact that Jackie Pike was there and Ilya loved her, was enough to make it so he thought he could endure quite a long lunch with these Montrea fuckers. Until Shane, mid-conversation with JJ and his girlfriend, turned to Ilya.

“Ilya, mon ange, est-ce que tu–Shit, I mean,” he chuckled, blushing a bit and laughing at himself. “Ilya, do you…”

But Ilya was too busy losing his damn mind. Because he was pretty sure Shane had just called him a pet name. In French.

“Bathroom,” he stuttered, standing and nearly running for the restroom, trying to make his very empty mind work, all of his blood due south at the moment.

Shane followed shortly after him. “Ilya, what’s–”

“We have to go home,” he said hoarsely, leaning on the sink and trying to remember how to breathe. It was difficult.

“What–why?”

“You say nice things in French. I–”

Shane broke into a grin. “Wait. You–my French turns you on?”

“Solnyshko, please,” Ilya whined, about to lose his mind. “Was so hot, I am dying.”

"sick bitch, play a trick, bitch, on a fake d----"

*best viewed top down to enjoy the minutiae of his voluminous glee

Source: these glorious gifs @delicatepointofview

But while I think #myshane as an autistic individual would enjoy living in Germany, he would not cope with the fact that the word for (male) friend and boyfriend is the same

prior to them getting together someone (either Scott Hunter on the ice or Vaughn in Tampas) would make a jokey comment about Shane befriending Rozanov

I like to think that they did it together and watched the scene where they say the "call me by your name and I'll call you by mine" line and the "Elio, Elio, Elio" line. Shane must have had a huge lightbulb burst in his head at that moment.

At night, when they were doing the deed, Shane would repeat the exact same line and Ilya would get more excited. He would whisper, "Ilya, Ilya, Ilya" sweetly to Shane while he trailed kisses down his body.

As they lay there entangled, exhausted, Ilya would say, "I thought I would lose you. To Rose Landry. Like Elio lost Oliver."

"You didn't. I guess we are the happy ending that they wish they had." Shane would say, laying a gentle kiss on Ilya's forehead.

"We are lucky, I guess." Ilya would smile, turning to face Shane and placing a kiss on the neck.

"The luckiest." Shane would snuggle into Ilya's embrace.