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    Theo plops himself onto the closed toilet seat, drowning in his Spider-Man robe while Eddie blow-dries his hair. He leans his face into Eddie’s stomach, humming to himself and fiddling with one of his bath toys that he’d rescued before being plucked from the water. The tub slowly drains, the bathroom is humid and nice-smelling, and there’s the weight of a toddler against him. Eddie isn’t just falling asleep, he can feel the stress of the day melting away.

    He sighs. Theo tips his chin to look at him and sighs back, flaring his nostrils like they’re two tigers communicating in chuffs.

    “I’m happy that you’re here, Eddie.”

    “Yeah,” Eddie says. He aims the blow dryer down the back of Theo’s robe, making him giggle. “Me too, kiddo.”

    or, Buck needs some help putting Theo to bed. Eddie has his back.

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    20 May 2026

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    “You are planning to rob me or what?” He hears Rozanov call, and he can’t help but smile slightly even as he rolls his eyes, closing the door to the linen closet and feeling strangely lighter than when he opened it, reassured that he’s just trying to read into a blank page, that today doesn’t mean anything more than Rozanov doesn’t mind him being around, which is strangely flattering.

    “I don’t know,” he calls back. “Don’t Russians like diamonds and fur and stuff? Where should I start looking if I want to know what my options are?”

    He hears Rozanov laugh, and it makes him smile.

    When he joins him in the living room once more, Rozanov tugs him down to lean against him again. Shane goes easier this time, settling into it, knowing it doesn’t mean anything other than the fact that he just happens to be the closest warm body, the person on Rozanov’s roster who filled today’s slot.

    (the tuna meltdown doesn't happen) (this does not mean they get ANY better at communication)

    (or: how shane didn't realize he had a boyfriend for several months)

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    09 May 2026

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    "Can I try something?"

    "Yeah, sure, g-go ahead, man." Buck cringes, and even that is adorable.

    "Close your eyes."

    "E-Eddie," Buck croaks helplessly.

    "I'm not gonna bite, Buckley. Trust me?"

    Buck closes his eyes. Squeezes them shut, really.

    Eddie tugs his face into the curve of Buck's shoulder before he can lose the nerve, Buck's pulse fluttering wildly against the tip of Eddie's nose.

    Buck is struggling after the events in New Mexico. Eddie decides to move in with him about it.

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    24 Apr 2026

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    Christmas, 1909.

    Before they’d even come in view of the drawing room, a voice like the first burn of whiskey drawled through the door, “Have you found a beggar out wandering in the snow?”

    “Nah, Ghost of Christmas Present, me. Come to talk you into giving all your wealth and worldly possessions to the working man.”

    Alan took advantage of Jack’s seated lounging to stand over him and savour the novelty of glaring down at him, for a change. Going by the easy smirk on that damn mouth when he raised his chin, Jack enjoyed it too.

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    21 Apr 2026

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    Ross coughed from his seat across the table. Lord Hawthorn stood impassive and immaculate, his gaze slipping like a melting ice cube between Violet and Maud. His eyes remained cold, but Maud could detect a flicker in them, as though of firelight from another room. She drew in a breath like a swelling bellows, determined to bring that fire into the front room of his gaze.

    “First, I’m going to make her come.” Hawthorn made a faint choking sound, and Maud’s cheeks heated with something close to glee. “And then—provided you agree, of course—you’re going to fuck her. With your prick—" another cough from Ross, this one protracted, practically tubercular. Maud cast a discerning eye about the room behind Hawthorn, “perhaps against the back of that chair.”

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    20 Apr 2026