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  1. Public Bookmark 96

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    “Do you really need all these pins?” Shane asked, watching Ilya carefully select the fourth box back in the row, which apparently gave him more luck, “You’ve already gotten like five boxes.”

    “But I want the dog,” Ilya said, looking at Shane as though he was the one who had lost his mind.

    “You got a dog!”

    “No, I want this dog,” he tapped the box impatiently, “What is his name?”

    “Pluto,” Shane said automatically, “He was my favorite as a kid.”

    “See?  That is one I want.”

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    09 Feb 2026

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    He wanted to bury his face in the juncture between his neck and shoulder, to breathe in the smell of him, to touch his skin and give him everything that he could. He wanted to give to him until there was nothing left, until Shane had disappeared into him forever.

    “Look at me,” Ilya’s voice was quiet, but Shane obeyed immediately, his eyes fuzzy at the corners, “How are you feeling?”

    Shane intended to lie. There was no reason to complicate things with hard truths that not even he understood. Instead, his lip wobbled, and he found that he couldn’t say anything at all.

    “Ah,” Ilya made a noise that sounded nearly as devastated as Shane felt, and put a hand on the back of his neck, pulling him forward. Shane went easily, his forehead pressing into Ilya’s shoulder, and breathing deeply through his nose, trying not to cry.

    Or, Shane drops after leaving Ilya's house.

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    09 Feb 2026

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    You look so pretty when you’re angry.

    Shane blinked, his insides pooling inside him, like hot wax inside the end of a candle. He glanced around at Rose and Miles, who were chattering loudly, paying him no mind.

    He hadn’t heard from him since he had left, or well, fled, his house that day. Shane had checked the thread between them more than once, just to see if maybe his phone was glitched, that he had sent him a message and it just didn’t make its way through.

    Shane’s traitorous heart thumped faster as he tapped on the message, half-hoping it was a mirage, some kind of delusion from one too many blows to the head.

    He was always met with the same two messages, the last ones before Shane had run, and everything had settled like a rock sinking into the calm surface of a lake.

    Or, Ilya drunk texts Shane.

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    09 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 18

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    What if Shane and Ilya weren't the only Boston/Montreal pair? Too bad Cliff and J.J. aren't as good at sneaking around.

    Chapter 1: What if Shane walked on Cliff/J.J.
    Chapter 2: What if Ilya walked on them

    First and second chaps alternative takes of Hollanov finding out about Cliff/J.J.

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    09 Feb 2026

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    "Holy shit!" Vic gasps, gaping at Ilya. "Holy shit," he repeats more slowly as realization dawns on him. "Shane Fucking Hollander is your Montreal girl?"

    OR: Ilya's teammates go with him to visit Hollander at the hospital and a high-on-painkillers Shane can't keep his mouth shut. Ilya learns that when it comes down to it, ice is thicker than blood.

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    09 Feb 2026