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    “Hollander?!” Rozanov exclaims, carefully dropping him back down.

    Shane doubles over, gasping and wheezing, hands clutching his ribs for dear life.

    “You’re fucking hurt,” Rozanov realizes, wide-eyed.

     

    (or, shane hides an injury in an attempt not to ruin his hookup with ilya)

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    10 Jun 2026

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    ...oh,” his mom says. “Oh, honey, you were seeing someone? You never said anything.”

    “It’s-it’s complicated.” He catches the present tense too fucking late to do anything about it, and he barely resists the urge to either groan or slip forward to start beating his head against the coffee table.

    Fuck his fucking life.

    “You’re still…seeing this person?” His mom asks, and the amount of control he can hear her exerting is almost painful. “Who is-”

    “Yuna,” his dad cuts in, voice quiet, “maybe give him a second, yeah?”

    Yeah, Shane agrees in his head. Give him a second.

    Maybe give him a decade while they’re at it.

    (when shane's old fake id falls out of his wallet around his parents, he has to explain that it was to book hotel rooms before he was 21)

    (...and then he has to explain why he needed to book those hotel rooms in the first place)

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    10 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark *

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    Svetlana: It’s really everywhere
    Hayden: Literally how much lube does one couple need
    Rose: Where have you guys found it?
    Cassie: Bathrooms, kitchen, living room, garage
    Rose: Oh the garage ones!!!
    Svetlana: Which ones did you find? The one on the opener or the ones in the toolbox? Or the one on the shelf?
    Troy: Garage ones, plural?

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    Or, the friends of Hollanov make a game out of their lube hiding places, and everything spirals from there

    Or or, the lube fic

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    10 Jun 2026

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    “Storytime!” Ilya says in a sing-songy voice. There’s clapping and suggestive cat-calls, and Shane can already feel his cheeks heating up. Ilya looks at him expectantly, holding out his hand, and any optimism Shand had of getting out of this dies in the brightness of Ilya’s grin.

    Shane feels his body standing before he can think to stop it, helpless to do anything but answer the call of Ilya’s outstretched hand. The applause gets louder, and his blush deepens, but they had said they’d do this together, and everything just feels innately less terrible standing next to Ilya.

    A fact he’ll have to keep reminding himself of when this inevitably goes south.

    “What’s the story today, you two?” Evan Dykstra asks, putting his headphones around his neck, as Shane and Ilya take their spot at the front of the plane.

    “We thought we would go back a bit,” Ilya says. “To the time we did an ad campaign together.”

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    09 Jun 2026

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    Shane's brought Ilya to his cottage, which means something, doesn't it? And whether it's a test, or an experiment, or an audition - Ilya is determined he will triumph. By any means necessary.

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    Relentlessly explicit companion piece to rush&roulette; another missing scene, this time from the heart of the cottage, from Ilya's POV. Revisiting that specific request of Shane’s because now, everything is different.

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    He smiled at Shane’s startled look, moving in close, overriding any objection with a kiss. He'd show him. Come on. What did he expect? Bring Ilya to an isolated house of glass, he was going to be pressing Shane against every damn window.

    He crowded him with deliberate intent, squeezing Shane's chest and pushing him back. Kissing his mouth, his neck. Trying to tell him with his lips and tongue that he was here, they were here; that what they had was sunlit and sober and real and worthy.

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    07 Jun 2026

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