Summary:

Ilya smiles and leans in, his lips a few centimeters away from Shane's. "I thought you would not want me getting germs all over the place. You have game in a few days, you wouldn't want to be sick for that." "So you're allowed to play sick, and I'm not?" he asks. Ilya nods again, the tip of his nose bumping Shane's. — Ilya Rozanov hasn't been cared for while sick in decades. This, predictably, brings up some feelings when the Hollanders try to do just that.