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    Summary

    Today, though, Shane told himself he hated Ilya. He hated that Ilya left. Hated that he said nothing. Hated that he’d made Shane feel disposable.

    Sometimes Shane imagined flying to Russia, knocking on Ilya’s door, punching him square in the face and telling him exactly how much he hated him. But he knew the truth. Ilya would open the door. Shane would forget every practiced speech. And he would kiss him. Melt into him. Give himself over like he always had. Be fucked by him. And even if it was the last time they would fuck, at least he would know it was the last time this time.

    The truth was that Shane didn’t hate Ilya.

    He hated that Ilya still lived in this quiet, unmovable place in his heart. It was the place that wouldn’t let him move on, wouldn’t let him heal, wouldn’t let him forget.

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    This story is canon through the 2014 Russian Olympics, then diverges. After Russia, Ilya ghosts Shane and never returns to the U.S., remaining behind to care for his father. Both Shane and Ilya carry the weight of their shared past into the present, set in June 2017.

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