āHere.ā
Thatās the only warning Ilya gets before a white medical looking mask is thrown at him. His quick instincts are the only thing to prevent it from hitting him in the face.
āWear that if you go outside for the next few days.ā Shane says it so casually as he continues on his path towards the kitchen, oblivious to the expression of bewilderment that Ilya is currently sending him.
āAre you telling me my breath stinks this bad?ā Ilya asks, turning the mask over in his hands. N-95 is stamped on it but it does nothing to alleviate the confusion circling Ilyaās mind.
āNo,ā Shane scoffs from by the fridge. But he still doesnāt over any explanation.
Rolling his eyes, Ilya pulls his feet up onto the couch so he can jump over the back, ignoring the noise of complaint from his boyfriend. Ilya waves the mask at Shane, āWhat is this?ā
āA mask.ā
āAnd you call me an asshole.ā Ilya mutters, dropping the item onto the counter and pinching the bridge of his nose. āI know it is a mask, Shane. What I donāt know is why you threw it at me and demanded I wear it.ā
āI didnāt demand.ā
āShane!ā
āItās fire season.ā Shane shrugs, sipping his juice with nonchalance that is both incredibly arteries and incredibly frustrating.
āNot everyone grew up in woods in Canada, Shane. You need to explain.ā Ilya should get an award for his patience towards the love of his life. Truly.
Shane gestures at the bay of windows in the cabin and Ilyaās eyes following, looking outside. āThose arenāt grey weather clouds, Ilya. Thatās smoke.ā
Ilyaās mouth drops, āWhat?ā
He had woken up this morning and saw the overcast sky and thought it was simply a summer storm trying to make its way over. The smell of campfire heād gotten a whiff of earlier hadnāt been anything suspicious because Canadianās are notorious for campfires. Nevermind that Shane had no neighbours nearby for there to be anything to smell.
āYeah. They said air quality is taking a turn for the worse, so best to wear a mask when youāre outside. Also, donāt open any windows or doors for too long. Iāve got good air purifiers in here so we should be okay.ā
Shane sounds so calm when he says that. Ilya gapes at him.
āWhat?ā Shane asks, shifting from one foot to the other. āItās normal to have air purifiers!ā
āThe world is on fire and you are so calm!ā
āOh,ā Shane huffs out a soft laugh, āCanada gets bad wildfires every summer. We got lucky last year ā the fires started after you left to go back to Boston. Theyāre nasty this year though.ā
āWe are surrounded by trees!ā
Shane shakes his head at Ilyaās outburst, āNone are near us. I check the fire map daily. And weād get a notification on our phones if we had to evacuate.ā
Ilya actually thinks heās going to pass out.
āWhy the fuck do you people like living out here?!ā
Shane smiles and walks over to Ilya, leaning in to kiss him on the cheek, āCanadians arenāt so weak now, are they?ā
He pats Ilya on the chest and leaves him standing there in the kitchen, questioning every campfire Shane has lit.


























