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    Ilya's hand continues its path up and down Shane's back, and Shane thinks again about how love is sometimes just this: a palm on the spine, moving in circles, waiting for you to come back to yourself. There is no promise of saving you—Ilya cannot save him, they both know this and are alright with it in their own ways—but there is a vow of staying, lingering in order to witness. Touching the bruise so that its pain triggers the memory that you are allowed to be touched.

    Outside, the snow continues its work of erasure. Inside, Shane's breathing begins to even out, every limb recalling how to be a man at rest rather than an animal fawning and freezing. The trembling subsides, wave by wave, as if Ilya's hand is smoothing it out of him.

    "Sleep, зайчик," Ilya says softly, his free hand coming to rest in Shane's hair. "I have you."

    This is not true, Shane thinks, and it is also the only true thing.

     

    recovery, shane learns, is not a straight line. to begin to understand something, you must first name it.

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    He made the rules now. The will, and the secrets it had eventually led to, had seen to that.

    And some of the rules would be changing, now that he was officially the Baron. For one thing, he was no longer interested in going one single step further in this madness without consulting the group of people he’d been referring to inside his head as “the adults.” His employees now, he supposed. In any case, it was time to meet them in person. Time to demand detailed answers from them. Politely, of course. He didn't want them to quit. But very firmly.

    Or, a look at what might have happened when Simon finally calls back the Mt. Holly staff

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    When he was seventeen, Remus Lupin watched a boy dance at the Prix de Lausanne, and fell rather tragically in love. Six years later, and working as rehabilitation coach at the Fidelius Ballett, Remus has long since contented himself with watching Sirius Black from side-stage.

    Only, when Sirius is injured mere weeks before his principal debut, Remus finds himself abruptly yanked from his place in the wings, and thrust centre stage, right into the star-bright spotlight of Sirius’ life.

    Remus doesn’t see it exactly, too enraptured as he is by Sirius’ face, but he hears it. A harsh pop! that echoes unbidden ghosts of pain in his mind, sends discordance clanging down every xylophone-rung of his spine, his entire skeleton reverberating with each chilling strike. Frozen, Remus watches as that face—that beautiful face—drops its grin, turns paper-white, and then Sirius is on the floor.

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    After two years of noncommittal sex:

    Remus tells Sirius that he loves him. Sirius firmly rejects him. Remus tries to move on. Sirius is not happy.

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    Remus Lupin becomes king of the cockroaches, Fabian Prewett writes a book, Gilderoy Lockhart is a catfish, and Sirius Black realizes he's a fucking idiot.

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