Summary:

“How fast were you driving?” Shane asked. Ilya groaned, rolling his eyes. “A normal speed.” “You can’t have been driving a normal speed. I was driving at a normal speed, and you beat me here.” “Yes, second time tonight I beat you.” Shane glared at him, but went and opened his front door anyway. As soon as it clicked shut, Ilya was pressing him up against the wall, his mouth on Shane’s neck. ~~ or: they got through the immediate storm of ilya being outed. now shane must learn to be a little bit braver, and ilya must learn to talk a little more