“Did you put on sunscreen?”
Ilya sighed demonstratively and squinted at the sun dancing across the surface of the water.
Ilya looked up when Shane came to stand at his side, in turn looking down to where Ilya was sitting on the dock, feet dangling in the water.
“Relax, Hollander. Russians do not get sunburn.”
Shane snorted. “And I have the photos on my phone to prove that you’re full of shit, Rozanov.”
Ilya scrunched his face but Shane only raised his eyebrows at him, unimpressed, looking like a very strict boyfriend. It was so hot.
“Yes,” Ilya said finally and raised his hand, drawing a cross over his heart with his finger. “Cross my heart.”
“Yes, made sure to get my dick too. I know you would not forgive me if I couldn’t fuck you because of a sunburn.”
Shane shoved at him with his foot, rolling his eyes but smiling anyway. “You know what I mean, asshole. And I wouldn’t forgive you if you got skin cancer because you refuse to put on sunscreen.”
“I know.” Ilya smiled softly at him. “Which is why I’m best boyfriend and put on sunscreen. Look, I even took it outside with me to reapply later.” He groped around for the bottle of sunscreen to hold it up and waggle it at Shane.
Shane’s eyes went incredibly fond and he smiled softly. He bent down to kiss Ilya, one hand cupping his cheek gently, fingers grazing his ear.
“I am best boyfriend?” Ilya asked when Shane drew back a little. He didn’t even care how blatantly he was fishing.
Shane grinned and dropped into a crosslegged position behind him. “You’re the best boyfriend. Almost.”
“Almost?” He turned to look over his shoulder and Shane laughed, kissed his cheek.
He grabbed the sunscreen and squirted a small amount onto his palm before spreading it on his fingers. Ilya almost jumped when his slick fingers dug into the skin of the shell of his ears.
“M-hm. You forgot your ears,” Shane said, rubbing the sunscreen into the inside of his ear shell, methodically working it in before moving to the outside, too. “Beginner’s mistake.”
Shane finished slathering up his ears and pressed a soft kiss to the shell of his ear, wrapping his arms around Ilya’s shoulders to pull him back against his chest. “Now you’re perfect.”
Ilya huffed. “I knew you have weird sunscreen kink.”
He felt Shane’s breath of laughter against his shoulder. “No, I’m really into my boyfriend taking care of himself for me.”
Ilya felt himself melt against Shane. He dropped his head back against Shane’s shoulder and blinked up at him, squinting against the sun. Shane was looking at him with so much tenderness, Ilya’s stomach flipped and flipped and flipped.
Shane kissed his forehead. “I love you, too.”
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