#{misha}

Panels from my recent video!

"CasDean is canon," I say into the mic.

Actually I'm gonna expand on my last post: I wanna read a fic where Shane meets another athlete at Sochi after the humiliation of the "No I did not answer your boring text / we are nothing" disaster. Like, his figure skating friend - I'm calling him Chris because that feels true to me and 'Shane's figure skating friend' is too much of a mouthful - messages him after his free skate like "Hey!! We didn't get to catch up, let's hang!!" and Shane's still smarting from his conversation with Ilya so he feels obligated to put on a front of normalcy so he's like "Sure let's do it." And when they meet up what do ya know, there's another guy there, one of the other male figure skaters and he's all lithe and slender and "Oh hey Shane, this is my friend Mikhail but everybody calls him Misha ha ha he's competing for Russia in the men's singles!" and Shane's like are you fucking kidding me right now except Misha is so totally different from Ilya. Well actually Misha is kind of a frigid bitch. He gives Shane a very cool once over when he introduces himself and his accent is even harsher than Ilya's when he says "I thought hockey player would be taller" and Shane is kind of always a little endeared by assholes so he just laughs and Misha clearly approves of this reaction because the two of them keep talking and walking around the Olympic village even after Chris peels off to chat with other athletes and Shane is maybe actually having a good time, it's nice talking about their respective sports, how they're different, how they're similar and Misha is still a little acerbic and keeps landing little digs but it's nothing Shane can't brush off (it doesn't hurt like "you're boring" / "we're nothing") and Shane thinks he really might be making a friend here and then they're talking about injuries and Shane's like "Yeah it's pretty much just a guaranteed part of the sport, you gotta be able to take a hit" and Misha's like "You get hit often?" And Shane kinda shrugs like "Yeah pretty much" and Misha's like "Is that not dangerous?" And Shane's like "Well kind of, but my team looks out for me and I'm pretty sturdy" and then he grins and adds "even if I am small for a hockey player" and Misha hums and says "Well you're not that small" and Shane kinda laughs "Oh yeah?" And Misha nods again and says "You've got big hands" and huh well that's true even if Shane thinks it's an odd thing to notice and then Misha's saying "No really they are, look" and then he's tugging Shane's hands by both wrists and guiding them around his own waist and huh what huh. "They go almost all the way around" Misha says and he's looking up at Shane through his lashes sort of expectant and wow he does have to look up to do it, their size difference is kind of noticeable except suddenly Shane's noticing a lot of things and oh my god is he being hit on?? By a GUY???