Ilya gets sick (literally just a cold) and starts acting as though he’s dying. Shane is fighting with every ounce of his body and soul NOT to give into Ilya begging for hugs and kisses because “no Ilyusha then we’ll both get sick, who’s going to take care of you then?” Ilya pouts about it and complains that “one little kiss won’t make you sick! You just like to watch me suffer, you sit there and watch me as I’m dying how cruel, I’m taking you out of my will” and Shane rolls his eyes every time Ilya says something like that (several times a day) and sleeps on the couch (with his phone under his pillow so Ilya can call if he needs something) and does his best to take care of him. And then he breaks, Ilya is asleep so he can’t even blame it on Ilya convincing him to kiss him. But he does. He plants a gentle kiss on his forehead. It’s been a few days and he misses Ilya. And he’s tired. And he slowly starts crawling into bed beside Ilya. Leaving more sweet, light kisses on his face. Another on his temple, two on his cheekbone, on the side of his nose, at the corner of his parted lips. His temperature wasn’t as high last time they checked it, so Shane reasons that it’s okay, that he probably won’t get sick. And so he falls asleep next to Ilya who wakes up to feel his Shane curled around him and is SO smug about it.
Except when he wakes up, Shane’s nose is running, and he feels a little warm to the touch. And he freaks out about how “I told you I would get sick, my immune system is shit!” And Ilya just laughs and holds him saying “It’s okay, you’ll live, don’t be such a baby about it Shane” and Shane is mad at Ilya (and himself) for being such a hypocrite. But ultimately gives in and lets himself be held. And he thinks to himself that maybe being sick with Ilya isn’t the worst thing in the world.
