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Ilya and the little boy then visit an arcade, and get ice cream, and go bowling and go to a trampoline park, and Ilya is spotted in all these places holding the Shane Hollanbear and all the shopping bags with the toys he bought fot the kid. Paparazzi find it hilarious Ilya is holding the Shane bear with so much love.

Yuna goes in the ambulance with Ilya — Shane can't get out of his skates fast enough to run over in time, so he drives a few minutes behind them — and she calls Shane to keep him updated. It's fine, it's all fine, Ilya is already semi conscious and talking to them both. Shane's mind goes to all of the worst places anyway.

They lose service when they get in the elevator, but Yuna still sends out a text message with the room number. Shane speeds faster and then bolts through the hospital.

When he finally sees Ilya, minutes later, already in a blue hospital gown and connected to an IV but conscious and beaming up at him, Shane breaks into tears.

"Don't cry, solnyshko," Ilya says. "Come here," he holds out the hand that's free from the needles and Shane takes it.

"I have something important to ask you," Ilya tells him. It suddenly feels so serious. Shane's heart drops.

"Will you come to my cottage this summer?" Ilya says in a sing-songy voice, using his best Canadian accent. "Don't go to Russia. Come to my house, we'll have so much fun..."

Shane laughs. "You remember that?"

Like they're fucking, Shane's on his back, head tilted back like he does exposing his neck (normally this is so Ilya has access for kisses). But Ilya's above him just taking in the view. He reaches his hand up without even thinking about it and wraps his long fingers around Shane's throat. He doesn't squeeze, just holds it there. Possessive. Shane tilts his head back down to look at Ilya. He's surprised, probably, they'd never talked about that or done it before.

Ilya immediately thinks he's over-stepped. He tries to let go but Shane grabs his wrist to hold him there. Whispers No, I...I like it. Now it's Ilya's turn to be a little surprised but he's so into it.

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Anyway Harris finds Ilya in the gym doing pull-ups or something and Shane is in the background on a treadmill. Harris goes to Ilya "So your most popular question is, Can Ilya Rozanov fight?"

Ilya drops down to the floor and crosses his arms (slightly swollen and sweaty from the pull ups) and mostly fake scowls at the camera, "I see this question all the time because people are very tempted by my very hot husband." He wags a finger at the camera, "But he is mine you cannot take him. I can fight very well." He smirks at the camera now.

Then Shane pops up behind him, having stopped his run, "I can also fight." And Harris is like, "oh no one asked you that Shane."

And Shane shrugs, "No I know, but if they're asking Ilya because they're going to fight him to like, steal me or whatever, they should know I would also fight to stay."

And he also smirks at the camera and Ilya looks at him with such a gooey lovestruck look that it immediately becomes a meme.

And it was Ilya who shut that down because he was scared Shane might try that with other people and get sick.

While it was definitely not his place and a little unfair to say while fucking him, Ilya had said, “you never, fucking ever let anyone fuck you raw, you understand? People are fucking liars, you don’t let anyone fuck you raw unless you are with them. Do you understand me, Hollander?”

Shane never brought it up again.

But now Ilya was going to bring it up. And that meant, if Hollander even remembered his desperate command from years ago, that he considered himself ‘with’ Hollander. Or at least, he wanted to be.

ilya pulls shane into his side and turns his head to breathe in the smell of his freshly washed husband.

he inhales into shane’s neck and shane giggles at the ticklish feeling. but something is different—ilya pulls away immediately

“you smell weird”

“oh. mom got me some new shampoo and body wash”

“why does it smell like that?”

“it’s cinnamon,” shane says casually, then glances over at ilya curiously. “why, do you not like it?”

ilya huffs in discontent and they watch their movie

——

the next morning, ilya awakens with shane draped over his chest. ilya leans in to plant a kiss on shane’s head. he pulls back immediately with disgust.

ugh. cinnamon.

——

the next day, ilya is out at a restaurant with troy and harris. shane is meeting them after his personal training session.

shane walks in, and ilya stands up to give him a kiss, and immediately recoils with a wrinkled nose

“what?” shane asks

“cinnamon.” ilya death glares. shane just laughs and laughs at his husband’s expression

——

this goes on for a week—ilya forgetting about the new shampoo and then complaining when he gets a wiff.

eventually, ilya takes to hiding the shampoo & soap so shane can’t use it. shane usually easily locates his hiding spots and finds ilya’s one-sided feud with the bath products amusing

until finally, one day, ilya can’t take it anymore. he’s crawling into bed after shane’s shower with tears in his eyes. “shane please i can’t take it anymore. i hate the cinnamon so much. it’s spicy and it burns my nose”

shane takes pity on him and goes back to his seaweed shampoo, but keeps the cinnamon in case he ever wants to play a prank on ilya again.