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    Scott is lucky, apparently. Ilya suggested picking him up in a sports car—he’d get tossed in the trunk with the rest of the baggage. Shoved in the back of Shane’s practical British whatever the fuck, knees bumping Ilya’s seat, headrest not adjusted for his height, Scott’s having flashbacks to growth spurts in mom vans driven by church volunteers. 

    “How is our princess, hm?” Ilya ducks over to look at Scott in the rearview, and Scott already has a middle finger ready for him. 

    “It’s damsel, Ilya,” Shane corrects. 

    “Not helpful,” Scott interjects. 

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    It's only a week. Scott can survive a week, can't he?

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    “We could…be friends, maybe.” Shane’s voice was small, hesitant on almost every sound.

    “Wha–” Ilya’s reply was less of a word and more of a stupid, confused noise like he’d been punched. A punch probably would’ve caught him less off guard than what Shane actually said.

    “Y’know, text about the hockey gossip? You call, I answer? Friends.”

    Something terrifyingly bright exploded into Ilya’s chest. Something dangerous, that felt like maybe it could keep him warm through the summer in Russia, through the chill that permeated his childhood home no matter how warm it was outside.

    “And also we like to suck each other’s dicks,” he quipped, trying to deflect.

    “Fuck off, Rozanov.”

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    Drunk and young and stupid, Shane and Ilya choose to be honest - just a little bit. To lean into each other, instead of apart. What happens if they choose to be a little bit brave on a Vegas rooftop in 2011, and keep choosing it?

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    14 Aug 2026

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    Shane is silent for so long that Rozanov leans, slouching against the doorframe, and raises his eyebrows at him expectantly. “Yes? You are selling bibles?”
    “You fucked my girlfriend.” It tears out of him.
    “Ah,” Rozanov drawls, as if the thought is just now occurring to him, “yes. I did.”

     

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    “You didn’t like it the last time we tried it,” Shane said.

    Ilya gave a one-shouldered shrug. “Was years ago. Maybe it is an acquired taste, like licorice.”

    “You also don’t like licorice,” Shane pointed out.

    “Yes, but I keep trying it because Luca likes it so much.”

    “And then you make a face and tell him how awful it is.”

    “When have I ever told you your dick is awful?” Ilya said, looking mildly offended. “I am its number one fan.”

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    Ilya looks around for some trace of a cottage, but there’s nothing to see except for a bunch of trees and a road that tapers off to a dead end.

    “I can’t do this,” Shane says.

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    Shane must have been God’s strongest soldier to see Ilya walk out of the airport in a backwards cap, sleeveless muscle tee, and aviators and still manage to wait two hours to jump his bones. What if he’d been a little weaker?

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    24 Jul 2026