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    Shane’s fingertips lazily trace down the middle of his back, and then tap their way back up. Ilya wants to die here.

    “If you could be any animal,” Shane asks, yawning in the middle of the sentence, “what animal would you be?”

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    20 Jan 2026

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    Ilya glances at Shane, at the way the dying light is catching in his hair, refracting. At that spiderlily mouth, slightly open and curling coyly, two teeth peeked through the dark gap like an American Girl doll. At that shoulder, bare and pale and close enough to touch if Ilya just leaned forward, if he just reached out and took another liberty.

    To touch another person is to say: I know you will die, and I am doing this anyway.

    His mother used to say something like this. About painting.

    Every portrait is an act of faith, Ilyushenka. Faith and futility both.

    contrary to personal preference, ilya gets a roommate.

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    20 Jan 2026

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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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    Or: Shane and Ilya get sent to reconciliation therapy, and of course, handle it super well.

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    13 Jan 2026

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    Ilya knots Shane’s mouth. It’s unbearably intimate.

    Also, Shane’s heat is approaching, and Ilya’s softest, comfiest clothes have gone missing.

    Shane doesn’t nest, but he may have built a large, incredibly comforting pseudo-nest in his bed. Made entirely of Ilya’s clothes.

    Ilya🤍: How is throat feeling today? 😈
    Shane: 🖕

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    07 Jan 2026

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    “Did you… Did you get a whole roll of wrapping paper for it?”

    “Yes. And ribbon.”

    “You’re cute.”

    “Shut up.”

    // shane’s birthday is next week. ilya has gifts for him.

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    06 Jan 2026