Shane wakes up with a terrible headache that won’t go away the first week they have off-season. He figures it’s from finally being able to take a break and takes a few Tylenols so as to not interrupt his precious off-season training schedule. Expecting to kick in soon, he goes on with his day, but the headache never fades away. He tells Ilya about his headache in the evening and Ilya, being the good boyfriend he is, offers to give him a head massage to try and relieve the tension. As he places pressure on Shane’s temples, Shane finally begins to find relief and can’t help but groan with the release from pain it brings. Ilya takes the feedback well and increases pressure a bit, then migrates to Shane’s sinuses to relieve any build up of tension he might be holding there. Shane feels his nose start to run a bit as Ilya massages under his eyes and his nose begins to tickle just slightly out of reach, but he’s so relaxed he pushes the sensation further from his mind as he melts into ilya’s touch. Unfortunately, the tickle did not take very well to being ignored, and out of what seems like nowhere, hih-hHEtschoo- hihtchoo, Shane hitches once then, caught off guard, sneezes twice directly towards Ilya’s face. His nostrils stuff up as he recovers from the shock and he finally puts the pieces together: he had caught a cold. Shane scrambles to apologize, embarrassed that he was such a mess in front of Ilya but before he manages to finish his sentence, Ilya cuts him off and wipes the spray off of his cheek, then places his hand on Shane’s cheek. “You have nothing to apologize for solnyshko” he says, before leaning down and kissing Shane softly on the lips. “Now come on Shanya let’s get you cleaned up”
















