instead of communicating like normal people, they start quoting the fic at him in the locker room.

shane is older maybe 35 and isn’t out publically but everyone assumes anyway, so he says fuck it and books a trip to ibiza for the summer. first night out he meets college age ilya and they have a zara larsson eurosummer

In my little sundress, barely covers me up

Tell me, how sexy am I? Very

Drunk on a beach, barely, gettin' no sleep

Tell me, how good is this life? Very

They spend countless time together, Ilya showing Shane what it’s like to be young and free with your sexuality. They fuck A LOT obviously.

Every night's an event

Kiss me, kiss me French

Show me something I won't forget

Now, got the euros in my hand

Got the time to spend

Shane obviously spoils Ilya and honestly Svetlana too since he’s a rich hockey player. They always show him a good time and he always picks up the tab at the end of the night. (maybe they ALL fuck)

Baby, let's go all in

I'll be your girl for two months

You tell your friends I'm too fun

Naked and never sober

This feels like Euro summer

Shane is letting go for the first time. 35 years of trying to be something he isn’t and now he is seeing what he’s been missing out on. he spoils himself with food and drinking to make up for lost time. (I also think Ilya convinces Shane to wear a dress and calls him beautiful and it awakens something in him)

Break me, picture in your memory

I'm in a bikini, hot under the sun

Baby, let's get fucking crazy

Red wine on your bedsheets, you're my little fun

And then the glorious angst of the months being up. The time that once felt so endless petering out to the first cool breezes that whisper of autumn. And they have to decide if staying in touch is worth it or not.

Ilya has been pretending the entire summer that it’s just a crush, a little summer fun. But now Shane is leaving and they’re in the airport kissing goodbye; Shane not caring who sees for the first time in his life and Ilya is realizing that fuck he really likes this guy.

Ilya breaks (i’m coming to the cottage style) and they make plans to meet up next summer (obviously Shane caves after like a month and flies Ilya out to see him in Montreal)

there’s even more lyrics i could get into but i didn’t want to go even more crazy in your inbox than i already am LOL

HELL FUCKING YEAH GAY GIRL SUMMER FOR SHANEEEEEEEEE

i love this idea!!! im so so into ilya awakening something inside shane and making him lose his inhibitions and just be himself. he's got this huge private villa he rented out for the summer and he let's ilya and sveta stay in it with him, and it doesn't take long til ilya is sharing shane's bed with him every night....

[i think they could have fun all together a few times in the beginning, but i think as the days pass and feelings begin developing, ilya starts absolutely refusing to share shane lmao]

and shane is having all this wild kinky sex he never dreamed of before, and ilya lovessss being his teacher. he thinks its hot as fuck to be showing the ropes to an older man like this. he loves helping shane realize that he has kinks he's into and also just accepting that he loves being fucked up the ass lol.

and of courseeeeee summer is ending and oh god ilya wants him so bad, wants a fucking relationship with him and to only belong to each other which is something he's NEVER wanted or even thought about. and shane is falling too, but he tells himself ilya is young and needs to live his life and be free to do whatever he wants, not tied down to someone 15 years older than him.

Yuna watched as David put down multiple X 2s, resulting in a whining Rozan- Ilya. Now, Ilyas stack of Uno cards in his hands is slightly smaller, only enough for someone as competitive and overly serious about children's cards games like Shane or Yuna to notice.

Yuna and David had only met Ilya officially yesterday when David had an awkward run in with the boys at the cottage. They spent a dinner together to clear things up, now a significantly calmer lunch at Shane's cottege and a game of cards, a Hollander classic.

The air is still a bit awkward and the boys are both still slightly tense. Give them time, Yuna reminds herself, repeating the words David said to her in the car before they arrived.

"Ah! No looking at my cards, Hollander! Is cheating." Ilya says back dramatically, not denying that he himself has cheated but putting on an innocent act.

"Oh and fucking smuggling away cards isn't cheating?! Dad just made you pick up a shit ton." Shane responds, mouth like a sailor.

Yuna has always played card games since she started dating David. Shane was just as competitive as her and it's one of the only times Shane drops his sensible, media trained act he seems to wear even off cameras. But it's never much.

Yuna opens her mouth to interrupt their old married couple bickering. I guess the 10 years of them... 'Seeing each other' is quite evident. But Yuna is cut off when Shane suddenly gets his hands on Ilya, who let's out a ridiculous noise and shuffles deeper in his seat to get away from the wandering grip.

"Hey! There in your pants." Shane hisses, sounding angry but he's got a big fat smile on his face once he officially catches Rozanov cheating.

"Ah- pervert, hands off! Is your parents house!" Ilya retaliates, receiving a groan from Shane when he's made out to be a pervert.

Suddenly the boys are up, practically tackling each other as Shane attempts to (innocently) shove his hands into his squealing boyfriends pants, retrieving many cards that he picked up earlier.

Yuna watches as they play fight, calling each other names and declaring who's a cheater and she realises she hasn't seen Shane like this in years, not with her or David, not even Hayden or any of Montreal, he doesn't even look so full of joy when skating. It's childish and loud. Shane has a handfull of cards Ilya had hidden in his pockets and waistband, catching him red handed as Ilya tries to insinuate that Shane had set him up and placed them there. Yuna and David share a glance, speaking without words- a language learnt of many years of two people being in love, something she noticed Shane and Ilya have picked up together as well.

They are both thinking it. Shane has found someone. The one- as cheesy as it sounds. Yuna would always tell Shane one day he'd find that person, who makes him feel wild and crazy and someone he can just be himself with and Shane would groan, faking disgust in all his teenage dramatics. But it happened.

Both come from the Latin "burgus", meaning castle or fortified town. A burglar being someone who bypassed the security of fortifications.

Meanwhile burger comes via Hamburg, the burg of Hamma.

And then, all of a sudden, there was a freckled angel waking him up by kissing every inch of his face.

Forehead? Mwah.

Between his eyebrows? Mwah.

His temple? Mwah.

His cheek? Mwah.

His nose bridge? Mwah.

His mole? Mwah.

Ilya smiled brightly with his eyes still closed. “You missed a spot.” Shane chuckled. “Mmm.”

He kissed Ilya’s nose.

Ilya tsked in disagreement. Shane laughed.

He kissed Ilya’s jaw.

Ilya groaned, God’s brightest smile still plastered across his face. Shane couldn’t have that. He couldn’t not kiss him even more. So he crashed their lips together. Ilya hummed happily against his mouth before opening his eyes. “Very good, mylysh.” He immediately kissed him again to hide his now furiously blushing face. Ilya was losing his mind.