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    In which Ilya perceives Shane a little more than he’s allowed to, so Shane uses the tried and true Ilya Rozanov™ method of deflecting with sex.

    Set ambiguously sometime in episode 4 just before the tuna melt scene.

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    When Shane was freshly sixteen, Yuna came home to find him freaking out by himself at the kitchen island.

    He was perched on one of the bar stools with his entire torso slumped across the counter and his arms extended in front of him, hands balled into fists on the granite. His head was buried between his shoulders and he didn’t sound like he was breathing.

    Yuna didn’t say anything for a solid thirty seconds. Alarms blaring in her head, she silently tossed her purse to the side and beelined for her son with her hands out to comfort him.

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    Or: Five times Yuna suspected Shane was gay, and the one time she finally found the right words to say.

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    Pretty much the second Shane closed the car door, Ilya pounced on him, pulling him into a deep kiss like a man possessed. Shane made a little noise of surprise in the back of his throat before leaning into the kiss, allowing Ilya to explore his mouth with his tongue.

    “Not that I’m complaining,” Shane said, panting a little as he pulled away for air. “but what prompted this?” 

    Ilya just hummed in the back of his throat, starting the car up. Music from his chill playlist permeated the car at a low volume. He started the drive back to their home, one thing on his mind. 

    “Have I ever told you that you sound very hot when you speak French?” Ilya asked casually. He was going a little over the speed limit. Shane, for once, didn’t scold Ilya, instead too busy sputtering at Ilya’s words. 

    “Seriously? That’s what has you hot and bothered?” Shane asked disbelievingly.

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    ilya thinks its really, *really* hot when shane speaks french

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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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