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“Pretend we don't know each other?” Shane repeats, a little confused in all honesty. Wasn't therapy about talking?
“Yes. You are meeting for the first time in this room. Introduce yourselves.”
Shane shifts in his seat, slowly turning to Ilya. It's not all that different from the first time they'd actually met; the awkward vibes radiating off Shane are almost identical. They're just missing a snowy forecast and a cigarette.
He decides to go a step further, standing up. It feels the right thing to do under the circumstances. Who meets for the first time sitting down? He takes a step forward, holding his hand out to Ilya. Or not Ilya. This random man he’s about to meet, who happens to look a lot like Ilya. Ilya takes the cue, standing from his own chair with a shake of his head. He takes Shane’s hand, shaking firmly.
“I’m Shane, uh, Shane Hollander.”
Ilya nods. “Ilya Rozanov.”
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01 Feb 2026
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Fake reconciliation therapy, but not really. There is a puzzle as well
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“Neil,” Nicky exclaims, looking more horrified by the second. “You don’t seriously believe Andrew married you just for tax benefits.”
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28 Sep 2025
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“I bet the monster will come alone again this year,” he says, his voice scratchy like the sound of a blender in the early hours of the morning.
Aaron stiffens beside his brother, shoulders creeping up to his ears before he opens his eyes. He turns to Seth with a sneer. In seconds, Aaron had gone from asleep to fully awake, an anger simmering under the surface of his skin, water boiling over.
“I’ll take that bet,” Aaron says, face a blank slate, anger cooling behind his eyes. If this were still college, Aaron would’ve let anger take over, let fists fly. With age, Aaron had learned that there are crueler things than violence.
“Five hundred bucks,” Seth replies, eyes sparkling in amusement. He’s got the face of someone who thinks they’ve won.
“A thousand,” Aaron counters. Andrew’s eyebrow twitches up imperceptibly, a feeling like a laugh bubbling up his throat.
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In which Neil and Andrew are secretly married.
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My love for this fic is greater than my love to sweets, and I hope this says everything...
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feeling mutual by sundowne for CurvedYellowFruit
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
23 Feb 2024
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Neil and Andrew dismantle one another’s reputations.
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25 Feb 2024
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Yes yes yessss, love the banter, the whole exchange has me giggling and kicking my feet. Ughhh I need more of this 😩
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05 Feb 2023
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Uhhhh yes please!!! I love this side of andreil. The little devil just completed the whole ordeal 🥰❤