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    Episode Four: Shane tries something new to help Ilya come down from the stressful phone call with his dad. 

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    “You want to try something.” Ilya was still reeling from the call with his dad, but managed a nod. “Ok. What is it?”  

    “Well, if you want,“ Shane hesitated, half afraid Ilya would laugh at him for asking, half embarrassed over how bad he wanted to do it. “You can tell me if you don’t like it.” 

    “I like everything you do.” Ilya countered bluntly. “Hollander, everything you do is good. Why are you–” 

    “Can I hold you?” Shane asked, and Ilya didn’t understand, “You want to hold me?”

    “Yeah.” Shane slid off the couch to kneel on the floor.  “Like this.” He pulled Ilya’s pants down slowly, licking his lips and exhaling audibly shaky when he saw Ilya’s cock lying soft but thick against his thigh. “Can I hold you,” he inched closer between Ilya’s spread knees, running his fingers over his bottom lip in a purposeful invitation, “Like this?” 

    “Oh fuck.” Ilya gulped. “Yes.”

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    22 Jan 2026

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    Shane sends him a text that says 'thinking about your cock' with a picture of his rippling abs, and even though Ilya really appreciates the abs, all he can think about is the faint bruise blooming on Shane's ribs, and whether it hurts him very badly, and whether there's anything Ilya could do to make it hurt less, if he were there. He wants to be there, he realizes. He wants to be there for the rest of his life.

    He has to duck out of the team weight room so he can cough up a fistful of petals.

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    Or: Ilya gets Hanahaki disease.

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    20 Jan 2026

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    Shane stares at it, uncomprehending. It’s impossible. He’s not in love.

    And yet, right there on his bathroom floor, announcing his doom like it’s not delicately beautiful, is a small light pink petal, rounded at the bottom with a sharp tip.

    Or: After Shane runs out of Ilya’s house post tuna melt, he develops Hanahaki.

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    17 Jan 2026

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    Ilya thinks about the last night they spent together, thinks about Shane splayed out on a hotel mattress pleading for his touch, thinks about how they hadn’t even kissed, and it starts as a strange little tickle in the back of his throat. Barely-there. He could ignore it if he wanted.

    Then the intensity grows, flourishes into full-blow irritation, and suddenly he’s sputtering on his Coke and attracting the attention of the woman in the first-class seat across the aisle from him. He thinks it’s just some odd coughing fit, or that he inhaled his soda on accident, so he’s shocked when he feels something soft and smooth and triangular against his tongue.

    It’s not until he spits the object into the napkin he’d received with his drink that he can see what it is: a long, thin, green leaf. A sepal.

    As soon as Ilya realizes what he’s looking at, he’s flooded with dread.

    Ilya's known these feelings were doomed from the start. He never thought they'd literally kill him.

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