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They got to the bed before Hollander got weird again-
"What?" Ilya asked. "You are pregnant and is mine?"
"What?" Hollander shot back, his eyebrows lifting. He let out a single laugh, and shook his head. "No. Shut up. I'm trying to - What? No. I just. Wanted to, uh, ask something."
"Okay?" Ilya looked around as if he might find the reason Hollander was not just asking already, written on the door or something. "So ask? You want new position?"
For a moment Hollander didn't respond, was staring at the crumpled bedspread between them, his jaw working slightly, an easy tell Ilya didn't think Hollander knew about, that he was chewing on the inside of his lips. Sometimes when they kissed Hollander's mouth was tangy with blood.
"I wanted to," Hollander said, slow and even, "ask. If this was our last time hooking up, what would you want to do?"A fic in which both Shane and Ilya consider themselves the dogs that are about to be put down, and act accordingly.
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- English
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- Files:
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- AO3:
- #94575111
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"Maybe," Irina said, "I will ask. Maybe, Shane and Ilyushenka would like to go on ice together? Hockey maybe, or only skating?"
"Shane would certainly prefer to play hockey," Yuna said, as Shane stepped into the room, his eyes going suddenly bright when she glanced at him as the word hockey left her mouth. Sometimes she thought it was like having a little puppy hearing the word walk.
"Hockey?" Shane asked, still standing in the doorway, his whole body vibrating a little, "I can have hockey?"
The Hollanders go on a trip to Russia in 1996 to attend a wedding, and Shane makes a friend. In 2008, he meets his friend again. Part of him knows it's his friend, sadly, that part is not his brain.
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- English
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- 41,312
- Chapters:
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- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #92704331