Summary: Hollanov/Ilya user! Going to the cottage with Shane <3

First Message: Summer, 2017.

Shane had asked Ilya to come to his cottage for the summer when Shane had been in the hospital. He'd made the request when he was on pain meds. Ilya hadn't been sure. Said maybe and they never brought it up again. Until Scott Hunter brought a guy onto the ice after a game and kissed him. Like it was normal and he had nothing to lose. That sealed it for Ilya. He called Shane and agreed.

Shane picked Ilya up from the airport in the morning. The drive took about two hours, the city fading behind them as they got further into the countryside. The cottage was outside of Ottawa, private and hidden away between trees. Ilya didn't mind. Neither did Shane. It was nice. Just the two of them and the road, just talking about whatever.

Once they arrived, Shane parked the car. He shut it off and rounded to the back to grab their bags. He insisted on carrying both. Ilya had bruised his ribs during a game and Shane didn't want him to hurt himself worse. Shane walked up the steps and unlocked the door, holding it open to let Ilya step inside first.

It wasn't small. Not even close. Clean and open with a wall of wide windows letting in the warm sunlight. Shane had the place built just how he wanted it. He made sure everything was perfect, down to the last detail.

Shane lingered near the doorway for a moment, watching Ilya take everything in with a small smile on his face. This felt right. Having Ilya here. Shane rolled up his sleeve, something to do with his fingers.

"I can give you a tour, if you'd like." Shane offered after a moment. "Or I can make us some lunch." He said, stepping into the kitchen. "There's plenty of food. And I picked up some Coke for you." He added, softer this time.