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“Montreal! Before I leave I have one last song for you!. This is a personal favour for a friend. My friend’s wedding anniversary is later this week,” cheers erupted from the crowd, Fabian took a peak at the VIP box “and he asked me to sing this song for him and his husband.”
Shane looked to Ilya at his side, he was gleaming with happiness.
“here is ‘you’re still the one’ by Shania twain for Ilya and Shane!, happy anniversary guys”
The drums started playing, followed by a piano. Ilya moved, hugging him from behind. His chin provided a welcomed pressure on his shoulder. Shane felt the happiness bubbling up inside him, he was ready to burst out of his skin with how warm and content he was here with the man he had loved for nearly eighteen years now.
He got whiplash from thinking about the first time they were here. Years ago from today, on the same spot, same people and same love. But now Ilya didn’t fear to hold him in a stadium full of people, and Shane didn’t shy away from the touch of his firm hands.
Looks like we made it
Look how far we've come, my baby
We mighta took the long way
We knew we'd get there someday
They said, “I bet they’ll never make it”
But just look at us holding on
We’re still together, still going strong
Ilya sang the lyrics softly, pressing his lips to Shane’s sweaty nape. They were swaying side by side, he couldn’t believe Ilya actually reached out to Fabian and asked him to play a song that’s not even his.
“is this your way of confessing to me?” he tried to joke, but the words came out all wobbly. Ilya still giggled behind him, his ribs going up and down against Shane’s back.
“oh no, is not for you. I have biggest crush on other boy with cute freckles and weak backhand”
Shane turned around and wrapped his arms around his husband’s neck. He would never get tired of that word, his husband, Shane’s forever. They pressed their foreheads together, still swaying to the soft beat.
“I love you” Shane said, the words still felt like the sweetest thing on his mouth. Ilya probably didn’t hear him on top of the loud music, but he still replied
“I love you more”
“no, I love you more”
“mm, wrong, I love you the morest”
(you’re still the one)
You’re still the one I run to
The one that I belong to
You’re still the one I want for life
(You’re still the one)
You’re still the one that I love
The only one I dream of
You’re still the one I kiss goodnight
Shane sometimes thought that was going insane with how much he loved Ilya, it sometimes felt like his body wasn’t capable of holding all of the love he had for the other man. Like maybe if he swiped his hand through Ilya’s curls his fingers would melt, or if he caught a glimpse of his smirk his eyes would turn to dust, and if he heard his laughter his heart would explode. Thankfully it never happened, so he could still touch, see and hear all of Ilya.
In the middle of this multitude, between all this noise and heat, all Shane wanted to do was grab Ilya’s shirt and kiss him until there was no oxygen left on his lungs. Maybe then he could get Ilya to exhale his air into Shane’s own lungs, maybe then he’d be satiated with his want.
He still kissed him though. His fingers moved slowly towards the damp neckline of a soft cotton shirt, they closed around the fabric and pulled Ilya until their lips met and his entire body was all over Shane. And just because he wanted to, Shane pulled a bit at the curls on Ilya’s nape, they were coilier there.
The sigh he always got at that was the closest thing his dream of inhaling all of Ilya’s air ever got to reality, he swallowed the noise and kept it in his heart. Shane was sure Ilya would actually try to give him all the air on his lungs if shane asked for it. But how could he, when Ilya needed that air to make such gorgeous sounds.
Ain’t nothin’ better
We beat the odds together
I’m glad we didn’t listen
Look at what we would be missin’
They said, “I bet they’ll never make it”
But just look at us holding on
We’re still together, still going strong
The song was lovely in and of itself, but Fabian’s voice made it even more lovely.
“why did you choose this song?” Shane asked loudly on his husband’s ear
“heard it a lot these weeks. Made me think of you”
The gold band hanging from the necklace on Ilya’s neck shined when the lights got brighter on their side of the stadium. Maybe Shane should marry him again, marry him everyday, spend the rest of his life vowing to love Ilya Rozanov.
“heard it where?”
Ilya laughed and kissed him again. He wants to get annoyed at being interrupted, but the tongue working on opening his mouth made it harder.
“the internet Hollander” he finally said when they pulled away.
The song was coming to an end. A guitar solo reverberating through the building.
“I don’t know if I ever told you how glad I am that you’re such a weirdo and decided to jerk off in front of me on those showers”
Shane saw as the smile took over his husband’s face and the glimmer in his eyes. “I think you’re even weirder for getting hard” Ilya replied
“oh I’m the weirdo now for having a natural reaction to a hot guy jerking off in front of me?”
“so you say I’m hot? Do I turn you on Shane?”
“you better prepare yourself for what I’ll do to you when we’re alone” he half whispers half shouts to Ilya’s face
Shane felt his hands going down his back until they reached his ass “I’m prepared, I’m so prepared”
Oh
You’re still the one I run to
The one that I belong to
You’re still the one I want for life
(You’re still the one)
You’re still the one that I love
The only one I dream of
You’re still the one I kiss goodnight
You’re still the one
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