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In their dimly lit living room, Ilya held out his hand for Shane to take. His husband was watching him with a soft smile on his lips, but also a curious expression in his beautiful, dark eyes. "Come on," Ilya said softly, gesturing with his outstretched hand for Shane to come closer. "I want to dance with you."
Shane stepped closer and placed his hand on Ilya's who closed his fingers around it. Playfully, Ilya tugged Shane closer and wrapped his free arm around his waist. In the background, a man started singing. "What's that song?" Shane asked before he looped his arms around Ilya's waist as well, their chests brushing against each other when he stepped even closer to Ilya.
"That's Everything by Michael Bublé," Ilya answered and the way the artist's last name sounded in Ilya's Russian accent made Shane smile. His heart skipped a beat in his chest at Ilya's next words. "I heard it play on the radio when I was at the hair dresser. Made me think of you."
"That's a really romantic song," Shane commented when they started swaying to the song. It wasn't exactly the perfect song to slow dance to, but Shane didn't care. The fact that the incredibly romantic lyrics made Ilya think of him was so damn sweet. Ilya looked at him with an amused expression. "Yeah. Why do you think it made me think of you?", he asked and Shane gently pinched his side when his husband rolled his eyes, grinning cheekily.
Then, Ilya's expression softened. "The lyrics… is like that Michael Bublé guy pulled them right out of my head." Shane felt like melting on the spot. Smiling softly, eyes sparkling with love and affection, he leaned his forehead against Ilya's. They kept on dancing slowly with this beautiful song still playing in the background.
"I love you too," Ilya said quietly after a few moments of them just gazing into each other's eyes, dancing slowly. Shane's smile softened even more. "I didn't even say anything," he answered and Ilya nudged the tips of their noses together. "You didn't have to. Your eyes say it all," he answered.
Shane brushed a gentle, feathery kiss to his husband's warm lips. "Yeah," he breathed, his heart beating really fast in his chest. After all of those years, Ilya still had such an effect on him. "Because you're my everything too."