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    Shane is the steady ground he stands upon, the hand that guides him, the very air that he breathes. They’re so entwined now, that Ilya is certain he would cease to exist if ever they were separated.

    It’s maybe becoming a problem.

    Or, 5 times Ilya and Shane try (and fail) not to be codependent, and 1 time they just give into it.

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    30 Aug 2026

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    “You're hot when you're jealous,” Ilya grins, humming as Shane kisses and licks his neck.

    Ilya’s smell is slightly different than normal. He is wearing his stupid slutty cologne he always wears when he wants to get laid, because he thinks the notes of amber and musk make him smell sexy.

    He does smell pretty sexy, admittedly.

    “Not jealous. Just horny,” Shane argues, working to unbutton Rozanov's shirt as he continues kissing his neck.

    Ilya just responds with a soft moan, clearly delighted by this turn of events.

     

    Basically, a fic inspired by the song Bathwater by No Doubt, which is one of my faves. Ilya and Shane cheat with each other, not on each other, because they're possessive and jealous boys who are menaces and can't stand the idea of the other one being with anyone else. Not angsty.

    Also, despite the /original characters tag, it's more of a mention. No long, detailed scenes or smut with those characters.

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    28 Aug 2026

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    “You heard me. Truth or dare?” Hollander asks, crossing his arms over his chest. His breath ghosts over Ilya's ear, causing a shiver to run up his spine despite the heat inside.

    Ilya is not often surprised. He doesn't like surprises. He is usually the one who is causing chaos around him, bringing a tornado of mayhem with him wherever he goes. If he is the one starting shit then it can't sneak up on him. Then he can't be caught off guard. Can't be caught gaping like he is now, like an idiot.

    He tries to regain what's left of his composure. Save some face, if he ever had any.

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    Or, a bunch of tipsy hockey players play a slightly homoerotic game of Truth or Dare and Ilya becomes very jealous at the idea that Shane has sent nudes to someone who isn't him. Both men proceed to crash out into a spiral of possessiveness and jealousy.

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    27 Aug 2026

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    "Shane is too pure, too perfect, to deserve being fucked with. People think he's some pushover or too nice and sweet to fight back but Ilya knows how he really is, and he knows Shane can easily handle his own problems. That isn't the point. Shane can fight his own battles but he wants Ilya to fight his battles sometimes because they both get off on it. They both enjoy the foreplay of it, and the unspoken possessiveness of don't fuck with what's mine. Don't fuck with my person."

    Or, instead of communicating about their feelings towards one another they instead show affection through being menaces and fucking over people who do the other wrong. This really comes to a head when someone leaks an old sex tape of Ilya Rozanov.

    Tbh actually a lot more soft and loving than I originally thought it'd be but I'm rolling with it.

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    27 Aug 2026

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    “How’s your head, baby?” Shane asks, his voice soft and steady despite the lingering fear.

    “I have never had any complaints.”

    “Jesus Christ,” Shane sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose between his finger and thumb. He’s smiling behind his hand, though. The relief in his body is still a palpable thing.

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    26 Aug 2026