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    Ilya wasn’t sure when it all started.

    He just knew that one morning, when the sky was still dark and scary, lying next to his boyfriend, that something was off. His breath hitched, eyes darting across all corners of the room, the way his fingers tingled. His mind was racing—and in first place, at that—but not even close to crossing the finish line.

    Ilya’s brain felt soft. Mushy. Fuzzy. What’s the word, TV static? Yeah, like that.

    He couldn’t understand what he was thinking, or even why he was feeling this way. He cocked his head in Shane’s direction, watching him carefully sprawled across the bed. His boyfriend’s arm was draped off the bed, fingers slightly curled. Ilya’s eyes moved up to his face---his eyes shut, his face slack with sleep, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Ilya realized that he was forgetting to breathe and sucked a sizeable amount of oxygen in. But when it came out, it was staggered, fast, and suffocating.

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    Ilya thinks he's having a heart attack. Shane proves him wrong.

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