Summary:

Shane walks into the Aux Vivres and immediately spots Rozanov at the corner table, doing a spectacularly awful job of disguising himself. The sunglasses he’s chosen to wear are hanging off his face, giving Shane a clear view of his blue eyes spotting him, lighting up and crinkling at the sides.

“Mr. Rozanov.” Shane clears his throat and pulls his chair out. Ilya snorts and grins up at him, reaching up to take his sunglasses off and tuck them neatly into the collar of his hoodie.

“‘Mr. Rozanov?’ What, am I fifty?” Ilya raises his eyebrows at him.
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OR: Shane and Ilya go on a date!