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    There’s a sign in front of Shane. It says Welcome to Scott Hunter and Kip Grady’s Happily Ever After in a cursive font that makes Shane think of Etsy. Shane’s stomach churns. He briefly squeezes his empty ring finger. He feels, all at once, like he might cry. Instead, he swallows, and breathes, and pastes a smile on his face, and marches his ass down to Scott and Kip’s fucking wedding of the century.

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    08 Feb 2026

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    “Ilya–” Shane breathed, high and wheezy. “You can’t– You can’t leave me! Please, God, please, don’t take him. Please, please, I can’t lose– I can’t–”

    A blaring alarm yanked him out of his panic like a fish out of water. He shot upright, flailing his limbs that were caught in something soft. Blurred splashes of colour steadily painted a picture of a bedroom he’d recognise anywhere. It was brighter now, light pouring in through partially shut curtains. His breath was heavy and he struggled making sense of how the hell he’d ended up in bed when just a moment ago, Ilya had–

    “Hollander.” Ilya slurred, narrowing his eyes at him. “Turn that thing off.”

     

    Or, Shane is stuck in a time loop that resets whenever his fiancé dies.

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    03 Feb 2026

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    Ilya Rozanov, get loved.

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    30 Jan 2026

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    Shane is the one naked and dripping wet, and he still feels like Ilya is the one who exudes sex. Just standing there, brushing his teeth. When Shane turns off the water, Ilya hands him a towel and then turns around to rinse his mouth with the hotel mouth wash. He leaves the bathroom before Shane is done, and this is the moment where a tiny inkling Shane has ignored all day becomes a full blown suspicion.

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    Shane and Ilya are having trouble balancing their very private relationship and their very public lives.

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    28 Jan 2026

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    “This is hard to talk about,” is all he says, though he knows it will amount to nothing.

    Shane’s fingertips are feather-soft on his chest. “You have to.”

    He has to, because Shane and Ilya have this thing, now, this agreement. Nothing is too hard to talk about. Nothing is off limits. They have to be bare, have to surrender the deepest crevice of their soul to one another. And Ilya, for whom this is easier said than done, whose chest carries a perpetual weight, an immovable mass, it’s all worth it – worth the relief smoothing over Shane’s features, the reassurance that he’s not worried anymore, that Ilya can give him this peace, albeit only a fragment of what Shane gives him by just being there when he wakes up. He would never say it, but he thinks that what he has to offer to Shane amounts to nothing – nothing compared to what Shane does, what Shane is, by simply nuzzling into his chest and sighing into his sleep, late at night when all Ilya can do is lay awake and just feel.

    “I need more,” Ilya says. “And is nothing you can do. I need you inside me, and it feels terrible.” He swallows, with great difficulty. God. “I need to– I need to eat you.”

    or, Ilya never knew love can hurt this good

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    23 Jan 2026