Beautifullydemented



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    Ilya’s still learning what Shane likes and needs, observing him quietly because Shane’s not so forthcoming with what he wants unless he’s certain it’s what he’s supposed to want. But it’s not until Shane reaches back and grabs Ilya’s hip to pull him closer, pressing their bodies together and taking some of Ilya’s weight, that he realises Shane’s been studying Ilya the same way.

    “I’m trying to take care of you.”
    “Why?” Ilya says, instead of something safer.
    Shane twists over his shoulder to frown at him. “Because I want to? Because you’re tired and sad and not feeling well?”
    “Oh.” Ilya pulls his bottom lip through his teeth. “But I…”
    “I think maybe we both fucked up tonight?” Shane says tentatively.
    “No, is not your fault.” Ilya rubs a hand over Shane’s shoulder and then kisses it, wet and soft. “You’re good.”
    Shane hums like he’s not convinced. He turns and drapes his arms over Ilya’s shoulders, still pressed close. “After this, will you…”
    “Yes,” Ilya says, his mind sharpening attentively, “Tell me what you need.”


    Or: They communicate just a little bit better and let themselves be just a little more vulnerable, both with each other and their people.

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    “Well?” he blurts out after maybe thirty seconds, breaking the hush that fell once Ilya pulled the door closed with a whooshing click and promptly froze as soon as he saw Shane— and what he’s wearing.

    He’d answered the door in low slung black joggers, which is nothing out of the ordinary at this point in their… whatever it is they’ve been doing for almost five years, but instead of his usual t-shirt, Shane wears nothing above the waist except for the first piece of lingerie he’s ever dared or wanted to own.

    “Fffuuuck.”

    Ilya has always been obsessed with his chest, and now Shane is completely addicted to the feeling of those roughened, strong hands squeezing and kneading and feeling him up whenever they're together. He buys a skimpy little cage bra on a whim to wear for Ilya during their next hookup, and of course, Ilya loses his mind over it.

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    20 Oct 2026

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    Shane's favourite time of the day is when he can crawl back into his apartment where he finally gets peace and quiet after a busy day juggling work and med school. His routine is sourly interrupted when a new neighbour moves in next door, being as loud as he is infuriatingly handsome.

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    Shane Hollander lives a quiet life, Ilya Rozanov wants nothing more than to make him scream.

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    20 Oct 2026

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    Ilya Rozanov is many things—a pain in Shane Hollander’s ass, hockey’s biggest playboy, a better chirper in his second language than most people are in their first, the only player who can challenge Shane for the title of “best of his generation.” But when Shane and Ilya get stuck next to each other on a long-delayed flight to the MLH Awards, Shane realizes something else about him: Ilya Rozanov is hot.

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    Shane and Ilya never hooked up at the CCM shoot. Seven years later, they end up on the same flight from New York City to Las Vegas.

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    The blackouts are getting worse.

    They aren't dangerous, in the long run, just strange. Strange because they only ever happen when Shane is at home; never on the road, at the rink, or even when in public.

    His blackouts only ever happen in his condo.

    Shane doesn't even realize something is happening at first. He'll get home after practice or a game, exhausted, and the second the front door closes behind him something in his body loosens. A warmth spreads through him and his thoughts will go fuzzy at the edges. His inner omega will start purring low and smug in the back of his mind.

    Nest, it says.

    Once the thought hits, the urge becomes almost unbearable. He usually makes it to the bedroom before the rest hits. Shane will crawl into bed still half dressed, burrowing instinctively into the blankets, dragging pillows close against his chest while warmth floods his body in thick, heavy waves. His painfully organized nest will become messy, Shane digging around until the chaotic placements feels perfect.

    And then—nothing. Absolutely nothing. Hours vanish, sometimes even entire evenings.

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