Summary:

“Love you,” Shane finally mumbles when he finds his voice. Ilya moves one side of the headphones off of Shane’s ear to reply. “I love you more malysh.” “I’m sorry for this. I know this isn’t how you wanted to spend the evening.” “No moya lyubov, we talked about this. Do not apologize for brain.” “I don’t deserve you.” Or: Shane drives home in a snowstorm, which leaves him shutdown and overstimulated.