I think at some point Ilya’s therapist gets concerned by what seems to be a codependent and anxious attachment btw Ilya and Shane. When Shane the Doer hears about it, For the sake of his husband’s mental health’s improvement and the preservation of a healthy marriage, he convinces Ilya to try installing boundaries and do activities separately. It lasts a week before Ilya comes home sobbing from a video game session with Troy communicating that if they keep this boundary thing up he’ll need to switch his meds’ dosage because he’s miserable. Shane jumps from the couch he’s been sitting on for 40minutes because he was supposed to eat diner with rose but he kept wanting to make jokes and look at ilya to see him laugh but he wasn’t there and it SUCKED OMG and Shane starts sobbing too because if they keep this up he will have to get on his own meds and let’s never do this again I hate it when I can’t smell you near me
Obsessed with the idea of Shane randomly encountering Bad Bunny at a bar just like he encountered Rose. (Because he has the BEST luck.)
But he doesn't know who Bad Bunny is, and Bad Bunny doesn't know who Shane is... So they're both just making small talk with this hot guy they met at the bar while they wait for their drinks. They're enjoying talking to someone who doesn't know their celebrity status. And Shane is getting a little flustered despite being married, because damn if this guy isn't his type, and Bad Bunny is lowkey flirting with him.
And then Ilya shows up and has a heart attack. Alternating between fanboying over Bad Bunny and wanting to fight him. Just standing there frozen with this bonkers expression on his face.
And Shane is completely oblivious. "Hey, you're back! I ordered you a beer. Oh, and this is Benito. Benito, this is my husband Ilya........... Baby, are you okay? Why do you look like that?"
Everyone already came to this conclusion, but he's so insanely touch starved, sometimes to the point where you don't expect the touch. When you're doing some paperwork at home for example, he comes and lays his head on your lap.
Out of pure habit, he'll talk to you like his students when you're bickering. "My hand is up!" Ryland announced, you paused in your rant. "What?–what are you doing right now?" I asked incredulously. "We have to talk about this, not yell at each other." He stated, like that should've been your guess. "You're totally Mr. Grace-ing me right now." You pointed out. "I'm not Mr. Grace-ing you, that's not even a thing." "It totally is, right now. You're doing it."
He talked to Rocky about you, like all the time. "She would know what to do if she was here." He grumbled under his breath. "Who is Grace talking about, question?" Rocky asked. "My girlfriend, she's back home." Grace answered, glancing at Rocky before focusing back on the systems of Mary. "Grace has mate, question?" "Ew, yes. Don't say it like that–she's my girlfriend, not mate."
You bring him lunch sometimes when he's teaching, just little ways to see him throughout the day when he's busy, so sometimes you'll get little drawings of you from the middle-schoolers.
Rambling, he talks too much. He'll do it over the phone while telling you about his day, he'll send voice notes because his fingers can't move as fast as his head and mouth. Sometimes you can hear the classroom in the background, sometimes you can hear Stratt in the background.
Correcting his crooked glasses, his loose ties, telling him one of his shoes is untied. Bringing him his things at work because he forgot them. Just constantly checking in for him where he's so rushed to go from one thing to another.
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Ryland "Use your words." Grace. When you're all babble, and you can't figure out what you're trying to say in your head, nevertheless get out of your mouth. "Come on, use your words. You want, what? What do you want?" He coaxed, patting your face to try and get your brain back online. It helped, kind of. You could coherently get out "I want you–" Nothing more, and it was clear you wanted to say more. "You want me? Sweetheart, you have me."
A switch, a switch completely. Especially if his brain had been running at a million all day, the students were being loud and he couldn't get them to calm down when the noise started, he would bottom.
Whines and whimpers, he doesn't grunt and groan. Sometimes he'll mumble under his breath. The only time he really swears is in bed, and that's rare, he'll ramble too, even while he's inside of you.
Fixing his glasses for him to make sure they don't fall off while he's on top, or making sure they're not crooked when he's on bottom. He's totally focused on the current task, but he'll kiss your hand to acknowledge the action.
Aftercare. Probably the most important thing to him is the part that comes after. Making sure you're not sore, making sure you're not uncomfortable. Showering together, washing your hair or back for you.
Quickies on his desk. Bent over, on top, sitting. Before the day starts, ten minutes when you bring him lunch. Sometimes just him eating you out, holding your thighs. (that one scene in blue moon that went viral, iykyk.).
Bella's notes: This movie was so good, I loved it down. I feel like I had so many ideas that I tried to fit multiple into one, and it made some of the ideas shorter than I wanted them to be, but whatever. Anyways, Nisha time even though she has yet to watch this movie💔 @alphabetically-deranged
ilya is in one of his depressive episodes and shane tries to cheer him up by telling him about all the things shane loves about him. ilya is quiet for a moment and then mumbles, mainly to himself, "noo don’t kill yourself you’re so sexy aha" before bursting into laughter and shane has no idea what’s going on but it’s the first time he‘s seen ilya even so much as smile in days, so he‘ll take it
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