Summary:

“You are so funny about all your little diet things.” “Not a diet thing,” Shane murmurs, “Have to check it.” “Sure.” Ilya gives his hair a light tug, “Perfect Shane Hollander has to have perfect everything.” Frowning, Shane lifts up to prop himself on an elbow, allowing himself to see Ilya’s teasing smile that goes with his tone. “No, I have to check it. I’m diabetic.” OR: Shane's glucose alarm goes off and Ilya learns something new.