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    It was just like the conversation about laundry the day before, and organizing the book shelf the day before that. Growing pains, his mom had said when he’d called to complain yesterday about how infuriating Ilya could be, how stubborn and particular he was. His mom had made a comment about the kettle calling the pot, Shane. Shane had found an excuse to cut the call short after that. He was not being stubborn, Ilya was.

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    A fight over loading the dishwasher leads to Shane learning about about Russian diminutives, and the meaning of names.

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    24 Jul 2026

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    “Am I too boring for you?”

    He doesn’t mean to ask. Doesn’t mean for those words to come out. They fall from his lips before he has a chance to stop them, and the second they’re out there he wants to take them back. He wants to swallow them down so they can’t hurt anyone but himself.

    Because Ilya…Ilya flinches.

    “What.”

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    22 Jul 2026

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    Six months after their Boxing Day breakup, Shane puts the cottage where they once learned to love each other openly up for sale. Ilya buys it anonymously, unable to bear the thought of anyone else living inside the life they built there.

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    20 Jul 2026

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    The club is like one big entity, pulsing and alive and intense. Shane recalls the bleached hair of the woman who was dancing up on Ilya— his love, the man he loves, the man he ran away from— and the way he looked at Shane while it was happening. Ilya didn't look happy. He looked painfully resentful, if anything. The color of the lights flashing across Ilya's pale skin and his classic, hardened, slavic stare; the one that intimidated most people, but made Shane weak in the knees. The way his shirt hugged his muscles (his biceps, specifically), and the way Shane loved to bite into them while Ilya folded him into positions Shane didn't even know he was flexible enough to do—

    Fuck.

    Then, Shane recalls the pain in Ilya's striking, pleading cerulean eyes. The pain that Shane had put there, and then left him behind with.

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    Ilya feels helpless to the love that Shane denies him. Somewhere in Montreal at a night club, Ilya ends up losing his autonomy, and almost loses his life along with it.

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    14 Jul 2026

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    Shane heard himself say the words from a distance, as if he was standing somewhere on the other side of the room.

    “I’ve been sleeping with him since we were nineteen and I think I’m in love with him.”

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    Shane never ran off the night of the tuna melt, but the boys still failed to have an honest conversation about any of it. Instead, they trip and fall into a whole new level of maybe-accidentally-dating situationship hell. Shane needs to confess his feelings and define the relationship.

    He probably shouldn't have done it... there.

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    12 Jul 2026