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“Mmm,” Ilya ground as he slumped into Shane's side. The Canadian's parents had just left the cabin and the Russian was ready to get into the covers with his boyfriend. Well, not boyfriend but basically his boyfriend.
They hadn't talked about it.
They hadn't put a title on it yet.
Would they ever put a title on it? Ilya hoped they would, even if it was just to each other. The blond felt himself being dragged to the couch and they both flop onto it. Shane was still stressed from the whole coming out to his parents thing and Ilya was honestly drained from the family dinner. It wasn't something he was used to.
“What now, Hollander?” He grumbled as he slipped his fingers under the bottom of Shane's top.
“Mmm, sleep?”
“Ugg, Boring,” Ilya snickered. Shane tells him to shut up and Ilya moves to unbutton the Canadians top. Then he feels the buzz of Shane's phone through his shorts pocket. Shane groans and goes to check the device; he had to make sure it wasn't his parents coming back to the cabin for anything.
It was a text from Rose.
R: Have you started it???????
R: You promised you would
R: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE
She saw that her message had been read and was now spamming his phone. He chuckled and Ilya crawled up to peek at the screen.
“What are you giggling at?”
“Im not giggling,” Shane grumbled.
“Yes you are. Who is it?”
“Just Rose,” Ilya groans at that and huffs down into Shane's chest. “Dont get jealous, she's just telling me to watch a show she thinks I'll like.”
“Mmm, what show?”
“Uhh I don't know, something on ice.”
“Hockey?”
“I don't think so,” Shane says as he scrolls back up through his texts with Rose, trying to find the name of the show. Ilya hums and stands up. “Where are you going?”
“Blankets and pop corn, we should get comfy.” Shane just chuckles as he watches the Russian walk to their shared room. “You better have it ready by the time I'm back!”
S: Send me the account info again, I cant find it.
R: Are you actually watching it?!
S: We are right now.
R: We?
R: ARE YOU WATCHING IT WITH HIM?!
S: Don't be weird.
R: you have to tell me what he thinks of it!
R: like, you HAVE to tell me
S: Cant watch it without the account.
R: Right lol
Shane is putting Rose's email and password into his TV when Ilya flops down next to him with two popcorn bags and at least three blankets and two pillows.
“Howd you even carry all that?” He asked without stopping his typing.
“How can you afford a stylist but not a… Crunchyroll.. Account?” Ilya snarked.
“Fuck off,” Shane huffed, “I dont watch this stuff.” Ilya only hums as he gets the both of them comfortable and Shane pulls up the show. He sends a quick photo to Rose just to get her to stop spamming him.
“This looks stupid.”
“We're already committed.”
“Mmm, fine, if I get bored I’ll entertain myself.” Shane rolls his eyes at his boyfriend and slips into his side before hitting play and starting the first episode of Yuri on Ice.