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So one year for charity different pro athletes get asked to participate in a live game based on one of those “how well do you know your partner” games but instead it’s “how well do you know your rival” and participating means you get to raise money for a charity of your choice and obviously Shane and Ilya want to promote the Irina Project so they agree and go up against other current famous rivals from other sports

And Shane and Ilya discuss ahead of time that obviously they’ll have to just play things off as they usually do, light hearted chirps back and forth and what not, “winning” is just for the show and won’t impact how much money gets made for their charity so it doesn’t matter. Except then they get there and become overtaken by the need to Win and Be the Best and they are the best. So without needing to discuss changing the plan, as soon as the questions start they lock in and decide that actually they have to demolish everyone else

The other rivals are laughing and making jokes at the questions but Shane and Ilya are deadly serious and the host starts to get a little weirded out by the fact that they actually know the answers and aren’t just saying things like “how many goals last season? Probably one less than me haha” and actually have each others stats memorized

Because the audience is loving it they go to a lightning round that’s just Shane and Ilya and it’s now the usual couple game questions and they’re still getting them right because they can make excuses for knowing later, right now is about Winning

“What is Shane’s favorite breakfast?”

“Kale protein shake with a scoop of peanut butter and a handful of blueberries.”

“Ok um, what is Ilya’s favorite breakfast?”

“Two sausage egg McMuffins with an extra slice of cheese and hashbrowns.”

“What is something on Shane’s bucket list?”

“Sleeping in one of those see through igloos under the northern lights.”

“What is something on Ilya’s bucket list?”

“That thing where you feed giraffes at a zoo.”

“Ok last one. I think we all know Shane’s answer is former paramour Rose Landry, but who do you think is the most famous person Rozanov has ever slept with is?”

*through teeth gritted so tight he is in danger of chipping one* “Probably a model. Or something.”

“… Yeah, let’s go with that.”

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.

But I’d love a fic where one or both of Shane’s parents drop by the cottage for phone charger/laundry pod reasons and find Shane snuggled on the couch fast asleep on Ilya’s chest and that’s how they find out

They’re dressed in soft casual clothes, sleeping like the dead and wrapped around each other like vines and Ilya’s hand is in Shane’s hair and Shane looks so so comfortable and relaxed

Harris had showed Shane this trend one day after practice and jokingly says to Shane “You should do this with Ilya. I bet you’d get hella views” and Shane laughs it off but then is like wait this might actually be a good way to hold something over Ilya for always making him blush in front of all of the other guys.

So Shane starts watching tik toks and studies how he should act when doing this with Ilya.

The perfect opportunity to do it comes later that day when Ilya is sprawled on top of Shane with Shane’s hand in his hair. All sleep heavy and warm.

Shane starts recording without Ilya noticing as Ilya nuzzles his face into Shane’s stomach murmuring I love you over and over again. Shane smiles at the camera and then looks down at his boyfriend. “Are you tired, baby?” Ilya hums and kisses Shane’s stomach. “Just want to stay with you all day” Ilya murmured sleepily, continuing to nuzzle closer into Shane.

Shane couldn’t help but show the absolute admiration he had for this man on his face. “You can be so sweet when you want to be”

“I’m always sweet for you malysh.” Ilya starts kissing up Shane’s chest which has him thinking this video might take a turn soon.

“You’re my sweet boy.” Shane says as Ilya rubs his face into Shane’s neck. “Your sweet boy” Ilya turns his face to kiss at Shane’s jaw and then opened an eye, saw the phone camera, and immediately huffed “Oh shit” and dropped his head on Shane’s shoulder. Shane starts laughing hysterically and saves the video before posting it. Ilya is both gobsmacked and exhilarated about Shane’s quick decision to post something so private about their life together. “You are an evil man” Ilya says to his still laughing husband. “The guys will never let me live this down!”

The guys did not in fact, let Ilya live this down. “Hey lover boy” Troy smirked as Ilya strode into the locker room, Shane’s hand in his. “Has Roz been a good boy Holzy?” Tanner Dillon laughed. Ilya groaned and Shane couldn’t help but smile at his husband’s embarrassment. “Holzy has this man more whipped than cream” Wyatt says loudly, earning laughter amongst the teammates.

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"You are mad at me," Ilya said suddenly from the other end of the couch.

Shane looked up with confusion at the sudden outburst. "What? No I’m not."

Ilya sighed and let his head fall back against the arm rest. "You must be. There is no other explanation."

"Why do you say that? Explanation for what?" Shane asked, letting his iPad fall into his lap. He adjusted his glasses a bit as they slipped down his nose.

Ilya crossed his arms and looked at the ceiling to keep his composure. "I have been on the couch with you for over ten minutes, and you do not touch me. You have not even looked at me. You must be mad if you do not want me."

Shane's jaw dropped slightly at the accusation. "Ilya, seriously? I’m not mad. I was focused on reading this contract for mom."

"No, is fine. I understand. You are tired of me now. Honeymoon is over," Ilya replied with another sigh, letting his head loll to the side. His voice had taken on that signature whine he only used when he was in a certain attention-seeking mood.

"Oh my god, you are ridiculous," Shane said with a huff. He knew what was going on now, and he had to resist laughing at the dramatics.

Ilya finally looked at Shane, sporting a pitiful look as if to say 'poor me' with his eyes. "First, my husband won’t touch me. Now, he says mean things about me."

"Ilya, come on. You know I didn't do it on purpose. I just get concentrated on things," Shane offered, playing into Ilya's little scene now.

"Yes, I know, but you usually still will touch me. At least acknowledge I am here," Ilya responded, sniffing at the end with a little pout on his lips.

Shane set his iPad aside and patted the couch beside him with an endeared smile on his face. He would never admit it, but Shane loved these little moments where Ilya indirectly asked for what he wanted. If a silly exchange was necessary to end up cuddling on the couch sometimes, Shane would never tell him to stop.

"You’re right. I’m sorry. I really was just focused on reading. It’s a lot of legal stuff so I had to concentrate. Come here."

Ilya let out a pleased hum and shuffled over to drape himself across Shane’s chest. His head quickly nuzzled into his preferred spot, and Ilya only had to wait a few seconds for Shane's hand to start running through his hair.

"Yes, much better. My husband loves me again."

Shane huffed a laugh before dropping a kiss on Ilya's head. "I never stopped, you big baby."

"Yours," Ilya mumbled into Shane's neck.

"Hmm?"

Ilya lifted his head just enough to kiss Shane's chin, and he repeated himself. "Your big baby."