Summary:

Lily: Sorry, I didn’t get to say goodbye

Shane had found the message sweet despite his disappointment. Now it just feels… ominous.

That’s usually the point when Shane has to get out of bed and pace around his bedroom and remind himself that, if Ilya is ghosting him (he is not, he’s not, he’s not), then he is also ghosting the rest of the fucking world. Because that is the thing that truly, really, terrifies him.

No one has heard of Ilya Rozanov in nearly three weeks.

Shane hasn’t been getting much sleep lately.

Or:

After Tampa. Things between Shane and Ilya are finally starting to look stable… until Ilya drops off the face of the Earth with little warning. Shane spirals (a lot) and decides he’s going to find his man if it’s the last thing he does.