Summary:

Ilya watches Shane drop the gloves on live television and thinks he looks like an angry kitten. It’s a terrible idea to tell him that.

He does it anyway … along with presenting evidence.

Shane’s going to kill him. Or maybe he won’t. Maybe he’ll put on the stupid cat ears, just this once, just for tonight, and let Ilya see him the way nobody else gets to: unguarded, trusting, and finally willing to stop fighting for a few stolen hours.

(They can’t keep doing this. They will anyway.)