Summary:

"You were so scared of wanting me," Ilya said. "Was cute." Shane's face grew even warmer. "Shut up." "Like little deer. Little gay deer." Ilya tenderly stroked his hand through Shane's hair. "No I wasn't," Shane protested weakly as a shiver traveled down his spine. For a second he was back in that shower. Watching Ilya. Paralyzed. Transfixed. While watching a documentary about their year-long rivalry, Ilya and Shane reminisce about the beginnings of their relationship.