Summary:

Why he was putting up a tree for less than three days was beyond Ilya’s understanding, but it was cute anyway, and afforded him the best view in the house as the multicoloured lights bathed Shane’s soft skin in diffused rainbows as he meticulously placed ornaments on the branches. Small frowns and pleased smiles as he found places for the obscene amount of small silver bells he was for some reason in possession of. Ilya hummed, content. “What?” Shane asked, glancing back at him, and Ilya shrugged with a smirk. “Ilya. What?” or, Shane and Ilya spend their first Christmas Eve together