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    “Ilya,” he breathes into Shane's open, slightly panting mouth. Shane jostles their position, pointing his thumb at his own chest in an exaggerated manner.

    “Shane,” he replies. Quietly, like it's a request, not a statement. Ilya's eyes gentle, and he kisses Shane's nose.

    “Shane.”

    Or: another "Shane stays post-tuna melt scene" fic.

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    31 Mar 2026

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    Once outside, he leaned forward and put his hand against the cold stone wall. His phone was still to his ear, the message still recording. 

    “Ilya. Please. Please. I can’t do this. I don’t know what to do. Please. You can’t be dead.” His voice broke on the word. “I love you. I love you so much. More than anything. I need to hear your voice. I need you to…I need you…I need you…fuck. Please Ilya, please.” 

    Shane took the phone away from his ear and held it between both hands as though he were praying. He realized he was on the floor and didn’t know how he got there. He was crying. He was fairly certain he was hyperventilating. 

    His brain was desperately trying to grab at anything. Any thread of logic. Any idea of what to do next. 

    I have to see him. 

    Yes. That made sense. Shane needed to get to Tampa. Now. He would go there. He would find Ilya. Ilya would be fine. They would be together. He would see him. Tell him how much he loved him. He had to go. He had to go now. 

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    OR: What if Ilya lost his phone during the emergency landing, Shane couldn't reach him, he panicked, and chartered a plane to Tampa to find him instead...

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    03 Mar 2026

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    “I want to eat you,” Ilya tells him.

    Shane laughs, loud and bright and carefree, and Ilya feels it blooming inside of his chest like a sunflower. It only makes the desire to consume him grow even stronger. Not in a crazy way (probably), but because he feels like he can never get enough of this man. His Shane. His husband. No amount of time, no amount of closeness, ever feels like it could be enough.

    He wants them both to be eternal, wants to live with their ribcages locked together and their hearts thumping against each other.

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    22 Feb 2026

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    “It was a bad hit, Shane,” Hayden says, worriedly. He looks up to where Ilya is quietly observing them, leaning against the lockers with his eyes fixed intently on Shane. “Ilya, doesn’t it look bad?”

    “Is not bullet wound,” Ilya says flatly, “he will be back on ice within week.”

    or, Shane and Ilya play on the same team and hate each other in every way but one…or so Shane thinks until he gets hurt on the ice and Ilya is a little too nice about it all.

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    26 Jan 2026