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    "You are doing this on purpose," Ilya accused.

    Shane looked up, perfectly innocent. "Doing what on purpose?"

    "The—" Ilya gestured. "This. The—the organizing."

    "The organizing that I do. Every Thursday. Like I have for the entire time we've been together."

    "You know what you're doing."

    Shane's lips twitched. Just barely. But Ilya saw it. "I'm folding a hoodie."

    BREAKING: Local man gets pavlov'd by the KonMari method, more at 11.

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    24 Jan 2026

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    Last night, Ilya dreamed Shane served him divorce papers. They were making dinner when suddenly Shane pulled them out of the microwave and thrust them into Ilya’s hand. This isn’t working, he said. I’m divorcing you. No negotiations.

    And look: of course Ilya understands that it was just a dream. The official divorce petition was a stack of sticky notes. Shane had faintly green skin and, Ilya is pretty sure, a third eye next to his left nipple. It obviously wasn’t real.

    But.

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    23 Jan 2026

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    After meeting Shane Hollander, Ilya Rozanov decides that he needs to learn the English word for freckles. It feels important.

    Or, five times Ilya secretly fixated on Shane’s freckles and one time he said something.

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    23 Jan 2026

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    “I missed you.” Shane blurts out, a force bubbling out of his chest like he can’t contain how much he loves him.

    Ilya’s smile grows impossibly brighter as he steps into the row and leans down, placing an arm on the seat in front of him, cornering him in and making Shane look up at him. “You miss me?”

    Shane could only nod. He knew he looked dopey but he didn't care.

    ie. Shane and Ilya get roasted by the Centaurs about being codependent but they make a game out of putting some space between them (a sexy game obvs.)

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    22 Jan 2026

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    “Ilya,” Shane says warningly, but he’s too late as the grin unfurls across Ilya’s face. “I said no laughing,” he snaps, glaring at him. “You’re laughing.”

    Ilya shakes his head. “Is not at you, sweetheart,” he says, unable and unwilling to stop his beaming. “I am just—happy. To share this with you.” He meets Shane’s eyes. “You are—singularity,” he says, careful with his pronunciation. “My favorite.”

    Shane goes red so fast, Ilya worries about his heart for a second.

    “I just want to know you,” Shane murmurs, closing his eyes when Ilya lifts his hand up and strokes through his hair. “I miss you when you aren't around, and I want to carry the little bits of you I can.”

    OR: Shane has some questions. Ilya always seems to have an answer. (And one time, Ilya has a question, too.)

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    21 Jan 2026