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    “You don’t look at me like I am crazy.” Ilya says, voice barely above a breath.

    Shane’s brow furrows. “Because you’re not.”

    “I feel like I am.”

    Shane’s hand comes up to cradle his jaw. Warm palm with gentle pressure on his skin. “You look like someone doing something hard.” Something in Ilya’s chest cracks open again, but softer this time.

    (ie. ilya has a very rough day at therapy and comes home to shane to process it all and feel comfort)

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    16 May 2026

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    Ilya locked his arm around Shane’s throat and drew him up onto his knees. The hold was snug, a real headlock, the kind that would make most men tap out. Shane didn’t tap out, but he stayed very still. His pulse galloped against the juncture of Ilya’s elbow, powerfully enough that Ilya could feel its insistent throbbing. Everything in the room had been pulled taut—the cord of Ilya’s shoulders, the line of Shane’s back, even the air between them had a rigidity to it. Ilya was breathing heavily, panting open-mouthed against Shane’s sweat-damp temple.

    “I could fuck you like this,” Ilya said. “I could fuck you right now, like this, not let you breathe, not let you come.”

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    16 May 2026

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    The moon asked the sun, “What do you know of love?”

    “It burns,” said the sun. “It brightens. It is something you make and then give away.”

    “Don’t listen to him,” said the clouds. “This big ball of gas doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”

    “Yes, I do,” said the sun. “Who but me makes the roses grow?”

    “We do,” said the clouds. “Love nourishes, like the rain. We turn the hills green and fill the creeks so they will sing in their creekbeds.”

    “Why do you ask?” said the sun.

    “I think I might be in love,” said the moon. “I am trying to understand.”

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    For over fifteen years, a strict performance diet has worked for Shane. It lets him play hockey - really good hockey - and it lets him control something in his life, which usually feels so out of his control.

    After a season-ending injury takes Shane off the ice, though, the people he loves start to suspect something might be wrong.

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    Rachel Reid said she didn't think Shane has an eating disorder, and we took that personally.

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    17 Apr 2026

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    Shane Hollander is a man who thrives on structure, routine, the solid ground of a ten-year plan. Ilya likes that about him, likes the embracing squeeze of having a life organized in tandem with Shane.

    No one would call Ilya a man who thrives on structure. But it’s there, if not in his DNA then in the patterns of his brain. A call-and-response of: they do this, I do that.

    When Ilya’s life is flayed open for the world to dissect, how will they push-and-pull their way back towards what was once a well-organized life?


    “I thought we could go through the schedules and figure out what days we’ll be in the same cities this season, or when either of us have a couple of days off in a row. Maybe make a shared calendar, so we c—”

    “A sex calendar? Your parents are arriving in thirty minutes, and you are proposing making a sex calendar?” Oh, this was delicious. He’d be able to eat out on this for years, if Shane was willing to give him that long.

    “It’s not a sex calendar! It’s just … when we might be able to see each other,” he finished, already sounding defeated.

    “And what are you planning on doing when we are seeing each other? Not fucking?”

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