Summary:

Shane picks up almost instantly. “Ilya?” His voice is sharp, already awake. “What’s wrong?” Ilya clears his throat. His voice comes out quiet, reserved, almost childlike. “You were right,” he admits. “I… I have been throwing up.” There is silence from Shane and Ilya feels a wave of panic run through him. “I feel very terrible,” Ilya adds, blinking fast as his eyes burn. “Could you please just come?” or, Shane and Ilya's first food poisoning adventure as husbands.