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No thing defines a man like love that makes him soft by Riverside7724
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
15 Jun 2026
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Summary
“You forget how to use phone now?” he asked. Curls shone in the muted hallway light, tousled and dipping onto his forehead. The mole shifted slightly on Ilya’s cheek.
Feeling shuttered into his skin. The quiet peace he’d grasped with shaking hands was slipping away. Shane wanted to cry. Wanted to scream and hit something. Wanted to play dead on the carpet. Blood pulsed behind his eyes.
Instead, he murmured, “Can we not do this right now? I don’t want to… not tonight, Ilya.”
Ilya’s brows dropped. He placed a hand against the door. “Shane, what is wrong?”
Fuck, fuck, of course he wouldn’t just let this go. Shane’s jaw trembled. The panic flooded his system anew. He scrubbed at his eyes again. He’d been fine, he’d kept all the lights off, he’d tuned out the beating of his heart, the feeling of sweat against his spine. He’d fixed it, and now… now, like a relentless weed, the buzz in his nerves had relit.
He wanted to slam his head against the door.
Or--
Shane's panic rears it's ugly head and while he tries to push Ilya away before he shuts down, Ilya steps into the hotel room and closes the door behind him.