what was your mother's name? Ирина. why?...

Pairing: Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 3933 Summary: “We, um, we never really finished our conversation earlier,” he says carefully. “About…where we go from here.” Ilya holds himself still, bracing like a child waiting for a slap. “Look, I- I heard you earlier, okay?” Shane says, reaching up to squeeze Ilya’s shoulder. “I know how complicated this is for you and I- I’m not expecting anything. Like, if this was just a goodbye then that’s okay.” He pauses, releasing a breathy sort of laugh. “It was a really fucking good goodbye. I just- want to know, I guess…” The panic Ilya had been anticipating earlier finally seizes in his chest, though for an entirely different reason, he realises. He knows what he told Shane when he first showed up. We can’t be something. And they can’t, probably. For a million reasons. But the idea of being nothing? The idea of them both being available but apart just because Ilya said so? The idea of Shane walking out that door later and never walking through it again? It hollows out his insides in a way that makes him feel like his body is caving in on itself. "I don't want to stop." * A missing moment from a hotel room in Tampa.