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    Rozanov cocked his head. “You speak Russian? Or just the curse words?”

    “Yes, I speak Russian,” he snapped, defensive and angry. He knew that it had been a mistake to even try to be friendly with Rozanov. “Why? Do I not look Russian to you?” He scoffed.

    “No, not really,” Rozanov said. Some of his teammates laughed, although they mostly looked surprised that Shane was speaking to them at all. Rozanov didn’t laugh, though. “Are you Russian?”

    “Go fuck yourself.”

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    Despite an inauspicious start, when Russia’s Ilya Rozanov learns that Canada’s Shane Hollander is fluent in Russian at their first World Junior Championships tournament, it changes everything and sets them on a different course. Instead of being branded as rivals from the very beginning, Ilya and Shane start off as friends.

    And, after all, a little friendly rivalry never hurt anyone, did it?

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    gotta get my linguistics major friend on this shit

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    He only realizes he’s doing it when it’s too late to stop.

    He’s standing in the drink aisle of the grocery store, checking the expiration dates on the cans of Coke, mentally cross-checking them with Boston’s away game schedule, and the reality hits him like someone shook one of those cans and popped it open. A snap. A fizz. A mess.

    Shane is making space for Ilya.

     

    (or, lessons in budget-friendly shopping, home decor, and resisting the urge to neatly combine all your situationship’s shit into a drawer in your bedroom because you might be falling in love with him: a seven-ish step guide by shane hollander, who is so, so fucked)

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    The doorbell rings just as Shane is finishing brushing his teeth – the first thing they rose to do, because he wants to kiss Ilya good morning – and he and Ilya exchange a confused look in the bathroom mirror. It's barely dawn, and Ilya's curls are adorably tousled from sleep as he scratches his ribs lazily, toothbrush dangling from the corner of his mouth. 

    Shane hesitates, then rinses his toothpaste out and runs a hand through his hair. "Fuck, it's probably anti-doping."

    No one else would be here at this hour – unless it's an emergency.

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    “We should do this again. The three of us,” Louis says, putting his hand on the back of Daniel’s chair. “Our local can catch us up, fill in the post-CBGB decades.”

    “I'd like that.” Armand smiles with closed lips and says, “I'll be in touch, Louis. Daniel.”

    They watch Armand walk out the door, papers in hand. “Hey,” Daniel says, once he's gone. “What?”

    “What?” Louis asks back.

    “You were throwing him into walls, recently,” Daniel says. “That's the last update I got on the whole situation.”

    “Wall,” Louis says, “singular.”

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    They're still a few blocks out when Armand goes from walking beside Daniel to walking ahead of him, and a hand appears at Daniel's elbow. Louis kisses like a sunshower. Daniel gets two in a row right there on the sidewalk.

    “Nice shirt,” Louis says, ducked in close. “That's a good pink.”

    If there's anyone on the planet Daniel can be fully honest with - “Armand picked it.”

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    The question isn't "what are we going to do," the question is "what aren't we going to do?"

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