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Shane
Shane agreed that Rose would be seen at the all star game. It made sense, she was still officially his girlfriend. Though he was actually a gay man, that wanted his old relationship back. Which was the plan for this weekend.
The talk at the bar had been nice.
But now they were at the pool. Shane was sitting on one of the chairs, Rose was at the bar getting them drinks and Ilya was fooling around with the kids. Shane watched him. It was fun to watch, Ilya being good with kids. Shane liked him and he wanted him back. He would do that, later.
Ilya
So much to Shane saying he and Rose Laundry weren't compatible. Yet, here she was in her beautiful bikini, and her stupid laugh. She was bringing Shane Ginger Ale. They looked good, both being hot.
It made Ilya angry.
Shane had left him all those months ago and now he brought her. Ilya wished he had brought Svetlana. He wanted to make Shane jealous, wanted to who him that he was not hurt. The he didn't over think what had happened at all. He wanted to show Shane that he could be just as happy as him.
Shane Hollander didn't need to know that Ilya cursed Rose's name. That he flipped her posters off. That he turned the TV off when she saw him at Shane's games or that he had to hold back tears when some news came out about her and him. That he got angry and jealous.
He secretly wanted those articles to be about him and Shane, but he knew that it was not possible. They couldn't be that.
They couldn't come out.
It was to dangerous.
But Ilya wished they could be like that.
It was a distant dream and he hated that Rose Landry was living it.
That Rose had what Ilya wanted more then anything but denied himself.
When he finished playing with the kids. He went back to his hotel room, groveling. He maybe pushed a pillow and stared angrily out of the window.
When the sun was setting he was walking down the beach and there he sat. Shane alone, and Ilya was a weak man. He sat down beside Shane, with the words : "Found you."
They had some easy talk, about the next games. Then Shane asked for his room number.
"What? Do you wanna cheat on your girlfriend?" Ilya asked. He sounded bitter he knew that.
"No, I need to talk to you." Shane just said.
Ilya gave him a side eyes and scoffed.
"Okay, see you Hollander." Ilya said with an eye roll.
"See you Rozanov." Shane said left.
Ilya waited in his room, waiting, going mad. He wanted the heartbreak to be over. He had no idea what Shane Hollander would say. He just wanted it to be over. Say goodbye to Shane and forever miss him.
When Shane knocked at the door and walked in sitting down. He looked stressed.
"This is serious." Ilya said.
"Yes, I- I need to apologize. I'm sorry that I ran away. i really am. I- I realized something. I- I'm gay. Like fully 100% gay."
"So gay that you can date Rose?" Ilya scoffed.
"We dated, but… she made me realize that I'm gay. We are not officially dating, she is like my cover up. So people don't suspect things. And like- they take pictures of just us doing friends things." Shane said.
"And then why is she here?" Ilya asked. He couldn't hold back the bitterness in his voice.
"She is here as my friend and as my cover up. Like of course I would bring my girlfriend."
"But she is not your girlfriend? She is like a cover so people think you are straight?" Ilya repeated.
"Yes, exactly." Shane said.
"And why are you telling me?" Ilya asked.
"I - because I want you to know. I like you and you can't deny that there was something between us and- I'm sorry."
"Stop being sorry, okay, so Rose is your cover. So what?"
"I am trying to tell you that I want you back." Shane now yells, standing up.
"Then have me Hollander." Ilya yelled back, walking up to Shane, standing chest to chest, glaring at each other, like the rivals everyone said they were.
the end