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    “I just want to feel your forehead, okay?” Ilya spoke softly, like Shane was a fawn easily spooked.

    He shook his head frantically, then brought his hands up to fist his hair when the motion exacerbated the throbbing. “N-no,” he breathed, “not sick. no point.” His sense of control was really fraying now, and Ilya could sense it.

    “Moya lyubov, you act like skittish cat. Is no big deal then. If you are not sick, then there is nothing to hide, yes?”

    Maybe it was the way he spoke to him so tenderly, or the throbbing in his head and the aching in his bones, but the next time Ilya reached for him, he didn't pull away.

    When the strong, calloused hand found his forehead and Ilya inhaled sharply, Shane held his breath for what he knew came next.

    “Jesus, you are burning!” his boyfriend cried, prompting Shane to once again shrink away.

    “Nuh-uh,” he grumbled. “Don't get sick, remember?”

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