Ilya’s chuckles stopped as he took the photo. His breath caught. The picture: a round-cheeked Shane, a shy grin as he leaned into the side of a woman. A woman who Ilya had not seen since he was twelve, her wild hair and strong nose, her dimpled smile and shiny coat, her fingers behind Shane’s head—bunny ears. It wasn’t possible. But there she was, in all her glory: Irina.
read the fic Small Serendipity by @himbotheninth which made me cry Real Human Tears where a young shane is found in the airport by irina and i just had to draw some of it :3
bonus irina+shane without text under the cut





















